Its funny to me how when I dont seem to be listening...God gives me those 'subtle' reminders.
Ive been trying to tell myself recently to put things into perspective. [I have a tendancy to create moutains out of molehills.]
And so this morning, I woke up early. Which NEVER happens. And I was about to be out the door nearly a half hour early. I know, right? Well, I was out the door alright. With no keys, wallet, phone, money, I.D.... NOTHING. I had accidently let the door shut and the handle lock was locked. I was locked out of the house with no phone and no keys! [GREAT, just great but hey...atleast Im early!]
I went next door to the neighbors. Knocked. Nothing. Knocked again. Nothing.
PANIC.
I continued to walk to the gas station in front of my house. Hoping the usual clerk is there. I think her name is Betty, shes always pleasant. She was. I asked to use the phone.
I called my aunt Elaine, who is 5 minutes from me and at one point had a key.
'Elaine! I HAVE A HUGE FAVOR! I have locked myself out of the house and need you to come let me in.'
' I gave the key to Katie and she left for work not long ago.' [My cousin, Katie, works in Waverly, 45 minutes away.]
CLICK.
PANIC.
Called Daddy, who I thought had a key.
'Daddy, where are you?'
'At the office, why?'
'Ive locked myself out of the house and I cant get to work.'
'I dont have a key, have you tried calling your mama?'
'I will now.'
CLICK.
PANIC.
Called the farm. [My parents home]
Ring. Ring. Ring. Ring. Ring. Ring. Ring.
PANIC. PANIC. CRY.
Called Daddy back. [Crying.]'Mamas not answering and Im late for work and I dont know what to do.'
'Im leaving now.' [He has no key, remember...]
CLICK.
CRY SOME MORE.
Then Betty frantically walked over and said 'Im gonna show you something...'She proceeds to show me how to get into a locked door with a credit card and proceeds to give me her Kroger plus card to use.
SO LATE TO WORK.
Call Joshua.
'Joshua. Im going to be late, Ive locked myself out of my house and I have no idea what Im gonna do but Im at the gas station in front of my house.'
'Okay, its okay....'
CLICK.
CRY.
Walk all the way back to my house.
SWEATING.
Stood on my cruddie porch that I continually complain about and make fun of and tried the front door. Nothing. Back door has the deadbolt locked. Tried the front door again and again. Again, again.
Sat in my half gravel, half cement driveway with grass popping up through the cracks. Crying tears of anger, frustration, helplessness.
Angry at myself for being dumb.
Frustrated at my mom for not answering.H
elpless because I didnt know what to do.
Pulled it together, walked back to the gas station and here comes Daddy!
He tried credit cards, paint scrapers and offered to take the window out.
As I watched MY Daddy, who had just driven all the way from his office in town to my house in record time to rescue me at a moments notice... I welled up with tears. Tears of thankfullness and tears of joy.
I HAVE a home that I am locked out of.
That has a driveway and a porch.
A car sitting in the driveway.
I have a job that I am worried about getting to.
I have a mama who I can call. Even if she doesnt always answer on my timing. I can still call.
A Daddy who is willing to drop what he is doing to come and help me whenever I call. And I know that...or I wouldnt keep calling.
I have been blessed beyond measure with these things and people in my life. And here I am acting a fool because I might be a little late to work.
CHILL OUT.
I had a nice ride to work with Daddy. And he gave me money like I was in highschool again. And I loved the flashback. AND! I was only 15 minutes late to work to boot!
[I also had a fun evening with Joshua because I was stuck and he offered to be my ride for the day, well...he might not have offered, I just assumed. And so, he did. And we went to dinner and be brought me home and it was nice out of work time!]
He has a reason for everything. I am sure I locked myself out for a reason. Will I try not to do it again? Sure I will! But, am I thankful for what I was reminded of today? Yes.
