Never lost

What a week.  I know I am not telling you anything new.  Time passes so quickly.  We have had early mornings and late nights.  It seems to never stop.

Two days ago, I realized I had misplaced two keys to the location I am currently working. The bad part is that I had my my name tag with the keys and one was a master key.  Of course I had visions of someone breaking in under the guise of my name.  I hit re-wind in my mind several times and always ended up with the keys somewhere in the house.

I recruited my husband to help look and we virtually took my car apart looking for them.  They were on a red lanyard so would have been easy to locate....no luck.  Of course I had to report to my location with no key yesterday.  I had to borrow a team member's key and then explain what had happened.  I was very fortunate to very early on discover she is a fellow Christian.  She had also misplaced her key and we had prayed about locating it. 

Please do not think we are "dizzy chicks."  It is very easy to misplace the keys since we have to remove them and hand them to a child anytime they want or need to enter the main building.  I had in fact handed my keys to a child who had such a need.  Yesterday I asked if he had my key and he responded that he did not. 

Yesterday, as I prepared to head to school, I was so downcast and simply prayed.  I told God that he knew where those keys were and I was not going to worry.  I told him that I knew He was in countrol and that we had looked everywhere.  We had looked on the street, the sidewalk, the driveway, my closet, the dog's bed....you name it, we looked there. 

I finally had to let the front office know that I did not have my key.  I chose to say "I don't have my key today" as opposed to "I lost my key."  I felt that we would locate it.  As the day neared the end, I knew I would spend the entire weekend looking for my key. 

I prepared to drive home and my son texted me telling me he was going fishing. He added "I found your keys." Really?  He found my keys?  "Where" I asked...."in the driveway!"  How does that happen?  My husband and spent forever looking outside and around the house. 

We thought the keys were lost...they were never lost.  All along, God knew where those keys were and why we kept missing them. 

Sometimes in life, we get off track.  We skip a beat or miss a step and wind up lost, seperated or distant from Christ.  While we may not know where we are or how to find our way back, God never loses track of where we are. 

I can not tell you the "happy dance" I did when I finally held those keys in my hand again.  While that sounds superficial, I promise you that when we lose our footing or get off God's path, I would venture to guess he does a "happy dance" everytime one of his lost finds their way back. 

We all like sheep have gone astray, each one of us has turned to his own way; and the Lord has laid on him the iniquity of us all.  Isaiah 53:6