In a fit of brainless preoccupation, I misplaced my keys. I know where I last used them (I locked the car) but I don’t know why they didn’t make it in to the office from the church parking lot.
I figure someone in the building picked them up (it’s a rental space and there are other tenants.) But they have yet to surface, and they have BOTH car keys, house keys, and miscellaneous other important key chain “cards” to grocery stores, etc.
Drummer Dude rescued me and drove me home to get my spouse’s set of my keys, then drove me back to the office.
Beloved Bearded Spouse is annoyed. Let’s just say I’m not in the best of moods either.
==================== UPDATE!!! =============
The keys were returned. They are in the church office waiting for me. They were taken home for a visit with someone else in the building who kept them safe for me. I am relieved. VERY relieved! 🙂 The plan is to get them tomorrow when I go in to do some prep for rehearsal!
I laughed out loud during my QT this morning when I read in James 1:
“Consider it a sheer gift, friends, when tests and challenges come at you from all sides. You know that under pressure, your faith-life is forced into the open and shows its true colors. So don’t try to get out of anything prematurely. Let it do its work so you become mature and well-developed, not deficient in any way.” [The Message]
You know what??? This is SMALL potatoes. NOT that hairy a deal. One of those little annoyances, self-inflicted things, that make you want to throw things. But in the end? Eh. I raised my blood pressure for THAT???
humbly and thoughtfully…