Saturday, May 7, 2011


Don’t you hate losing something? I know that I do. But it’s something that I am constantly doing. Oh, I know, you think that it’s because I’m getting old. I don’t agree. For one, I’m not getting old. Secondly, I’ve been doing things like this since I was a kid. So what is it this time? Well, it’s my passport. I can’t find it and I have turned the house upside down three or four times. The last time I remember seeing it was when I came back from Nicaragua in early March.

Normally I keep my passport in the same place. I do that so I can find it when I need it. Last year I needed it twice. Having it in the same place makes sense. I have no idea why it’s not in it’s proper place now, it’s just not. I was probably tired and got distracted when I cam home. Anyway I’ve been looking for it so long that I am totally frustrated. I’ve asked Holy Spirit and I have looked everywhere. Usually it’s my car keys that I lose. I lose them everywhere. If I don’t lose them, I lock them in my car.

I’ve only done that twice in the past year. Hopefully I will not do that for a while. I remember one morning many years ago we were taking the girls to Six Flags. Julia had a picnic and we had left the house and driven about a mile. We had to stop at the store to get something for the picnic. We all got out to go into the store and I locked the car door and shut it. Instantly I knew! I felt that deep knot in the pit of my stomach. You know the knot you get when you realize that you have accidently done something wrong. Sure enough, there were the keys in the car. Well, I had a choice. I could call someone and wait an hour or I could just run home get the keys and drive the other car back. That’s what I did. We weren’t too late to Six Flags, but I don’t think that Julia ever let me live that one down.

Then there was the time at the airport parking lot. It was raining and I was in my truck. I was going on a four-day trip for Delta. I grabbed the umbrella and my bag, locked the door and realized that my flight kit was still in the truck. As I went to unlock the truck I realized that the keys were still in the ignition as well. I had to have the flight Kit and I was running out of time. Do you know how hard it really is to break a car window? I thought I would never break it, and when I did, I was running late and didn’t have time to cover the window from the rain. What a mess it was when I came back four days later.

So, I’ve been frustrated before. I’m frustrated at me, not anyone else. It’s usually over stupid stuff. It looks like I will have to go get a replacement passport. Such a pain and a waste. Yes it is frustrating, but I can still laugh and smile about it. If that’s the worst thing that I do, it will be a great week. It’s been a mice few days off, but I start a heavy work period. Twelve days in the next fourteen I will be working. I’m glad that I had today off. At least I know the passport is not here. Tomorrow is another day and I’m looking forward to church. How can I be frustrated when I am worshiping the Risen King? I can’t.

1 comment:

  1. haha... me too. i'm learning to triple-check everything! Al.

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    and make you prosper.
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