They were lost, but then were found

This past Saturday my husband, Bill,  and I ran a few errands in preparation for Easter Dinner at our house the next day.  When we drove into our garage he noticed a neighbor out in the yard and walked over to talk with him. Shortly after, our son, Luke,  hopped in his car and drove off to meet up with a friend at a local coffee shop called Cups.  Cups is only about 2 miles from our home.

A few minutes after Luke left, the phone rang and when my husband answered it Luke said "I have your phone."  Bill had set it on the back of Luke's car and Luke, not knowing, had driven away. My husband never sets things on the back of a car. We have a patio table just outside our door and he always puts things there if he is not going straight inside the house. So no one ever things to check cars for random items placed on them.  We thanked the Lord that the phone made it to the Coffee Shop in tact and that Luke found it.

Later than night as Bill began to lock up the house in preparation for our going to bed, he said "Where are my keys!?"  He always puts his keys in the same place every day when he comes in. In fact, he just walked in from work and I hear him putting them up right now. At that moment he realized his keys had been with his phone.. on the back of Luke's car!

So off my 2 men went with flashlights.. roaming the neighborhood on foot in hopes of finding some keys. They didn't. We sat down and figured out what was on the key ring and realized I had duplicates of the each one except his desk key and he had 2 duplicates of it put away.  He went and pulled them out.  All was well.. it would be a bit of a nuisance to have copies made, but it was doable. He also had a local hardware store's reward card and the remote for his vehicle. The card was replaceable.. the remote we would live without.

In the meantime, I send an email to our neighborhood email list asking folks to be on the lookout for the keys. I know it is a long shot, but figure it is worth trying.  We have great neighbors who look out for each other and help whenever they can.

Sunday morning rolls around. Luke leaves early for church (he is in the worship team and has practice at 8).  Bill takes off again.. walking the neighborhood.. just hoping to find some keys.  While out a neighbor comes by and picks on Bill.. "You going to walk all the way to Cups looking for those keys?"  Bill replied "Probably so."  Gaylan, the neighbor, headed on.. he was going to get donuts.  As he is driving along... the same path that leads to Cups.. the sun bounces off something and hits in the eye. He goes on, but on the way back it happens again.. and so he decides to investigate.

You guessed it.. KEYS... spread here and there along with some mangled pieces of key ring.  He scooped them all up and found Bill, still walking the neighborhood.  I have no doubt they were like 2 little boys with treasure!  LOL!  At that point we had some pieces of key ring that were mangled beyond repair.. the battery from the remote, which was banged up pretty bad... and all his keys.  Some are a bit bent, but they work!  The only one that was destroyed was his office desk key.. the end of it was snapped off.

Later that afternoon.. after a lovely Easter service and lunch, my 2 men went back to the site where the keys were found to see if anything else was there. They found the pieces of the remote and a few more pieces of key ring.

Bill has a new key ring now... and a story to tell of how the Lord is in ALL the details of our life.. even lost keys.