Keys

Remember how excited you were to get your first set of keys?

We recently decided that it was time to give my son a set of keys to our house. He hasn’t really needed any before now. I pick him up from school. But, this summer there have been a few times when he was at a neighbor’s house and needed to get into our house, but couldn’t.

When I told him that we wanted to give him house keys, you should have seen the look on his face. I mean it was like Christmas had come early. He bugged me for days about getting them. At last, we made a trip to Lowe’s and they have this nifty machine where you can pick out your color and everything. He was delighted.

Next he had to get a cool key chain (or two), complete with an LED light and a Lego character. He couldn’t wait to get home and try them on both doors. When he used them the first time, he was just as pumped.

Human beings love keys. Even babies love keys. Most of them have a plastic set. When someone has done something spectacular, they are sometimes given a key to the city where they live.

What is it about keys that make us walk a little taller? Maybe it’s when someone gives you a key to something, be it a house, a car or a business, they are saying, “I trust you with something I consider precious.”  They are saying that they consider us responsible and worthy and that makes us feel good.

Jesus is our key to the Kingdom of Heaven. When we realize and accept that he is the son of God and appreciate the sacrifice he made for us, we have a key to Heaven’s Gates. Are we giddy about it? Are we excited or has that enormous truth become old news?

I use a key to get into my house everyday. It’s no big deal now; but when I was handed that key by a realtor, when the house was brand new, it was worth its weight in gold to me. It represented dreams and aspirations and my family’s future. I was as excited that day as my son was when he got his keys.

Most of us can remember when we truly, “got” Jesus. It was an overwhelming feeling to try to grasp all of that love, grace and forgiveness. It was the time we received our key. Because of our key, we can pray anytime. We can visit God anytime. We don’t have to wait for someone to open the door to the church on Sunday. We can access God 24/7.

That’s something to get excited about. That’s something that still makes me smile and stand up a little taller. It’s the most perfect, beautiful gift we will ever receive. My son’s keys were a gentle reminder not to let my key to eternity become run of the mill. Maybe it was a reminder for you too. What do you think?

Have an awesome day!

Wendy 🙂