The Keys
The Keys: Last week the keys to my truck got locked in. Epic fail on my part. Small children running around shutting doors, baby crying to get free to monkey crawl after crazy brother and sisters. It makes it hard to keep things together sometimes. When you lock your keys in your car, everything kinda freezes. Your plans are shot, you get a little anxious or upset, you have to figure out who to call to help or attempt to open the door yourself, and everything about the next 30min-1hr are focused on looking through your window at your key. Then someone comes to your rescue, you get your keys back, and life resumes and an hour later it is like it never happened. Anybody feels me? So let's do the Stacey-o-logy that I do. Life is fast, we go at our own pace, never slow down until something causes time to stand still. Then what do we do, cry out to help from Jesus. He is a 911 call. We only call out to him when there is trouble. He helps us, delivers us and t