Keys To The Kingdom

I like to sit in a big comfy chair in my living room and drink coffee. Ok, I eat meals there too. I call it my dining chair! I also lay a blanket over it. Why? Because I am a messy eater and it absorbs any spills before it permanently adheres to my adult high-chair.

Last week, I misplaced my car keys and had to use my spare set. For days, I looked everywhere for them. It kept crossing my mind to look under the snack catcher blanket. But logically it could not be there. As fluffy as I am, I’d know if I was sitting on them! They’d be stabbing me in the back pockets!

Where could they logically be? I checked; jacket pockets, kitchen drawers, under my bed, on the floor, and through pants in the dirty clothes hamper. I kept thinking of all of the places they could be hiding. The only thing that kept coming back was the chair. No. No. No. Besides, I am too comfy to get up out of the chair to look. God just tell me where they are!

Finally, last night after I tore through everything again, I lifted up the dang blanket, and there they were. I had been sitting on them all this time….but you knew that was coming!

Now, why couldn’t I just look there in the first place? God quickly reminded me of how many times I had asked Him for help but the initial answer sounded illogical. Or too simple. Or maybe just too worldly. Like not woo woo enough. So I would set out to help myself, hoping that I would recognize when God was landing the answer in my lap.

As much as we think we are giving it all to Him and expecting Him to answer, we are really looking for a solution that sounds doable in this world. Allowable for where we are at. Something that makes sense or is in the realm of OUR CENTS. Or we may have learned not to take the first answer that comes along. Why? Because it’s probably from satan. That is some new baby Christian advice we need to forget!

Next time, look under your blanket first and remind me to do, as well. God ain’t holding out on you and satan is too busy running this country.