A Key On the Table Is Worth Many A Chuckle (standard:humor, 904 words)
Author: Godspenman	Added: May 27 2018	Views/Reads: 1719/1176	Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
Some things are worth forgetting as the apostle Paul points out here. The key to a happy life is knowing what to forget and what to remember.

When it comes to forgetting anything, I am king of the hill. My
forgetting has nothing to do with age because I have been forgetting as 
long as I can remember. 

Of course, with age comes an excuse for forgetting something. Don't let
anybody know this, but sometimes I use my age to say I forgot something 
which in reality I had not forgotten. Sometimes forgetting something is 
the best expression of valor. 

I can't remember all the things I have forgotten, however, the Gracious
Mistress of the Parsonage remembers everything, even things I did not 
forget. Her memory is impeccable and I just have to live with it. 

Often she will start a conversation with, “Do you remember...?” 

Being married as long as I have, I always go with the affirmative nod,
which I never forget to do. 

When I was a young husband, I remember very distinctly correcting her
about what I remembered about an incident she was talking about. I have 
remembered never to make that mistake again. 

I am forgetting everything these days. It may be my keys. I get to the
church office, check my pocket and realize I forgot my keys. Then I 
have to get on my cell phone (when I don't forget that) and call my 
wife explaining that I forgot my keys. 

Once we went for supper with some friends, I was to pick up the tab, and
when the tab came, I had forgotten to bring my wallet. I am definitely 
not going to do that again. 

Once I went on a trip and forgot where I was going. Fortunately, I had
the Gracious Mistress of the Parsonage with me who is an expert in 
telling me where to go. 

I can't tell you how many lectures she has given to Yours Truly in this
area of forgetting. I think she should win some kind of a prize or a 
doctorate in this area. Maybe I should begin calling her, Dr. Never 
Forget. 

I could not remember all of the things that I have forgotten. I could
ask my wife, but that would take a day and a half for her to get them 
all on the table. 

Our relationship is defined this way; I forget everything and she
remembers everything. It can be good, but also it can have a negative 
impact upon a person's life, like mine. 

I just thought I would have to live out the rest of my life under this
cloud of forgetfulness. 

Then the most incredible thing happened, something that has changed the
rest of my life. 

My wife left early to go to the office and I was about a half-hour
getting ready to go and when I went to the door, I noticed on the table 
was a key ring with a bunch of keys on it. At first, I thought it must 
be my wife's and maybe I should pick it up and take it with me. 

I realized one very important thing though. My wife never forgets
anything. If I pick up these keys and take it to her, I am in more 
trouble than I could really handle at this stage of life. After all, if 
her keys are on the dining room table there is a pretty good purpose 
behind the whole thing. For me to sabotage that purpose would get me in 
a great deal of trouble, I can assure you. 

I went out the door, got in my vehicle and started on my way to the
office. As I was backing out of the driveway, my cell phone rang. I 
noticed it was my wife. I thought I was in trouble. What could I have 
done now or what didn't I do that I should have done? 

When I answered the phone, I heard a meek voice say, “Did you see any
keys on the dining room table?” I answered in the affirmative not 
really understanding the situation. 



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