It’s quarter to 10 and if I don’t pack up my son and leave for my mother’s in ten minutes, I’m going to be behind schedule for the rest of the day. The diaper bag is packed, I know where all the shoes are, his overnight bag, pack’n’play and stroller are all in the car and I’ve double-checked everything for his overnight stay with Grandma and Pop.
We have one problem: I’ve lost the car keys.
More accurately, while I was in the shower, my son got into my purse, pulled out my car keys and now, I don’t know where he put them.
Enter: CRAZED MOM- frazzled woman trying hard not to scream at her toddler.
I get down on my knees and have him look me in the eyes. “Where did you put Mama’s keys?”
He shrugs and wanders off to pull out more toys—that I will pick up later—while I begin the frantic search around the house, pulling up couch cushions, shaking out blankets, emptying every box in our small apartment and praying he didn’t throw them in the garbage, wincing at the mess.
I did eventually find my keys, stuck in the door knob protector that’s designed to prevent a child from opening a door.
But when we are in the car with frazzled nerves because I are now behind schedule and tears because my son doesn’t want to be in his car seat, I’m painfully aware that my panicked behavior does not apply to just my car keys but sometimes to my daily interactions.
People, I feel as if I’ve lost the Keys to the Kingdom.
In Matthew 16: 13-19, Jesus asks his disciples who they think he is. Peter answers “You are the Messiah, the Son of the living God.” And Jesus replies, “Blessed are you, Simon son of Jonah, for this was not revealed to you by flesh and blood, but by my Father in heaven. 18 And I tell you that you are Peter, and on this rock I will build my church, and the gates of Hadeswill not overcome it. 19 I will give you the keys of the kingdom of heaven; whatever you bind on earth will be bound in heaven, and whatever you loose on earth will beloosed in heaven.” (NIV translation, emphasis mine).
Peter—and all of us—were given the keys to the kingdom of heaven for one simple reason: we believe that Jesus is the Messiah, the Son of the Living God. Doesn’t that mean that we should live every day by his instruction? Shouldn’t I believe that Christ will get my through my day without the frazzled nerves and the panicked feelings?
So why don’t I?
God, help me through my days; remind me to take a breath and rely on you to get me through the times when I’ve lost my keys, when I feel myself losing control and slipping away from you. Give me strength to live the way you want me to live and to demonstrate your actions on earth, that I may receive the keys to the kingdom of heaven.