Whatever is good and perfect is a gift coming down to us from God our Father, who created all the lights in the heavens.” James 1:17
Boom…just like that. It was one of those mornings. I was running just a bit behind. There wasn’t a clock to punch, no was going to say anything, but the truth is I needed to get to the office. There was work to do and it seems there was more work than time. I got everything done that needed to be done…I even remembered to take my medicine. I walked out the door and felt my pocket only to realize that the familiar lump wasn’t there. I had forgotten my keys. Bummer.
So, I turned around, mumbling something about time and keys, and headed back into the house. There is a place I usually put my keys and when I got there…they weren’t. Bummer. I walked over to the other side of the kitchen and checked on the counter. Nope. Bummer. I walked back over to the other place, and they still weren’t there. Then, I decided to go upstairs and check the pockets on the pants I had worn the day before. Scratch that one too. Then I went outside and asked Judy if she had seen my keys. I think she gave me the “whose keys” look and said, “no.”
By now my frustration level was rising. I checked in the car. No. I went back into the kitchen and checked the key thingy, and they weren’t there. Bummer again. So just for the fun of it I checked it all again and realized that I just might have misplaced or lost them. It was looking grim. You see, this key wasn’t one of those go to Wal-Mart three-dollar keys. No, this was one of those three-hundred-dollar key fob things and by now I am thinking dollars. I asked Judy to keep an eye out and I used the spare key and drove to work.
As soon as I got to work, I started telling the staff of my lost key woes. I told them how I had looked everywhere all with no luck. They were sympathetic and I appreciated their shared woe but all of that didn’t help me find my keys. So, I started doing some of that work I talked about earlier and after an hour or so, I texted Judy and asked her if she had had a chance to look for the missing keys. Well, she hadn’t, so still no luck. It was just about then that it happened. She texted me and said she thought she had found the keys on the key thingy. I told her that probably wasn’t them because I checked there twice. She sent me a picture and there, in her hand, were my keys.
When I asked her where they were found and she said the key thingy, At first I was embarrassed and then amazed. Here is why. I am one hundred percent certain that I checked there twice. I would have bet my bottom dollar they were not there and yet…they were. That only leaves two options. First, I am blind and totally missed them. The second option is…God came to the rescue. Call me crazy or call me nuts but I honestly believe that option two happened. You see, given the nature of my Dearest Daddy I just wouldn’t be surprised if He didn’t reach down from heaven and placed the missing keys there. After all, why wouldn’t He?
I have had other incidents in my life when God did some crazy things and maybe that is why I’m sure He just did it again. How about you? Do you have any times when something crazy happened and looking back you realized there wasn’t an explanation? I’m one of those people that believe God is a God who is into the details, and I also believe He is not too busy to do something like replace a set of missing keys. Oh, God is a God of the big things, but He is not too busy to care about the little things too…like missing keys and wallets.
Let me encourage you to look for the small miracles around us. In fact, let me encourage you to expect the small miracles around us. James, the half-brother of Jesus wrote a short book in the Bible. In it he wrote, “Whatever is good and perfect is a gift coming down to us from God our Father, who created all the lights in the heavens.” Spot on, James. The God who made the stars can also do the small stuff…stuff that matters to us matters to Him. So, as you journey today, and you hit a bump, don’t be afraid to ask for a little help from above. He might help you over the bump or at least give you the grace to endure it. Either way, you can know that “He’s got this.” Bro. Dewayne
Grits with Grace 