Did You See My Key? (standard:humor, 906 words)
Author: Godspenman	Added: Jun 23 2024	Views/Reads: 222/125	Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
There was a time when I was lost spiritually and didn’t know it. The whole reason for Jesus to come into this world was for lost people just like me. At the time I thought I was fine, but then God interrupted my life and showed me I was indeed lost. It is

My life has been bombarded with questions from the beginning of the day
until I fall asleep at night. 

For the most part, I don't prioritize questions. Usually, when people
ask me a question, there is something behind that question. If I don't 
see what's behind the question, I could answer it in such a way as to 
get myself in trouble—and believe me, I've been in trouble many times 
before. 

This is no truer than with The Gracious Mistress of the Parsonage. She
can taunt me with a question out of nowhere. I get in deep trouble when 
I realize what is behind the question. 

A good example is the other day when she came into the living room and,
with both hands on her hips, said, “Did you see my key?” 

At first, I had no idea what she was talking about. Usually, when she
asks a question, I have been in Lala land for so long that I couldn't 
bring my thoughts together. 

I looked back at her and said, “Oh, my dear, what key are you talking
about?” 

Looking into her purse, you will find she has a key to everything. I
refuse to ramble through those keys because I might find a key she has 
for me. Of course, if I had seen that key, it might have solved a lot 
of my problems, or it might not have. 

Responding to me, she said, “You know, the key to my car.” 

“You mean to your Sissy Van?” 

I could hear her grit her teeth as she stared at me with one of “those
stares”. 

“I had my key yesterday and I cannot find it today. Have you seen it?” 

If I had seen her keys, this would've been a great opportunity for me. I
could use them as a bargaining chip to get something for myself. Oh, 
how I wished I knew where that key was. Imagine what I could get for 
it. 

“I'm sorry,” I said reluctantly, “I have not seen your key anywhere.” 

On occasion, I have driven her Sissy Van, but it's been well over a year
since I did. I tried to think of where those keys might be, and I 
searched a few places, but as always, I came up empty; what I wouldn't 
give to be able to find that key. 

That's the way life is for me. I have an opportunity before me, but I
just don't have the resources to seize it. 

I hadn't seen her key for so long that I didn't even know what it looked
like. But that didn't keep me from looking around because finding those 
keys would have been a treasure. 

One thing about The Gracious Mistress of the Parsonage, when she starts
something she never stops until she finishes it. Most of the time, it 
drives me crazy, which, according to her, is a very short drive. 

If I don't find something I need at the time, I just quit looking,
knowing that when I least expect it and when I'm not looking for it, I 
will find it. That's happened to me so many times I can't recall. 

A friend used to say, “If you have something, you usually don't need it,
and when you need something, you usually don't have it.” That seems to 
be the rule in my life as far back as I can remember. 

With The Gracious Mistress of the Parsonage, she must have it right then
and there when she needs something. “Now” is her favorite word. 

Trying to console her, I said, “If you just make up your mind that you
don't need your keys right now, because you do have a spare key, you 
sooner or later will find it when you least expect it. That's just the 
way life is.” 


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