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Locked Out And Threw Away The Key

Have you ever tried to unlock a door without a key?

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I have.. more recently than I’d like to admit actually. My daughter and I were recently locked out of our house, and to my surprise, she suggested using a safety pin (which she repeatedly called a bobbin pin). Are they teaching locksmithery in school these days? Or does she watch a lot of TV?

Back to the locked door with no key. Stay focused y’all.

Now, the trouble with a locked door is not only needing a key. You need the RIGHT key, made specifically to fit into the lock on the door you are trying to enter. The innards of a lock system are intricately designed to match a customized key.

We, you and I, are the lock. Each one of us is made to be unique. There is a manufacturer who designed the lock. That is God. God designed you and me, in His image. We are all an access point, made to be unlocked with our specific key. The key here is Jesus.

Are you following me?

Jesus is the key. God, the one who knows His design, sent a way for the lock to be set free. It may be a stretch, though most of these holy moments are. A stretch of God’s hand trying to reach me with a taste of His reality.

When I was younger, I kept everything locked up, not giving credit to the one who made me. Life would go smoother if I kept every challenge, sadness, or unfortunate happening locked away inside of me. Maybe it was the life cocktail I was drinking. It put a little (imaginary) hair on my chest and made me hardy.

Life in those days was happening to me, not for me. Behind the lock on my life, lived everything I had stored, and it started to get overpowering. The lock on the door of my mind, body, and soul was busting.

God, our manufacturer, and creator, did not design us to be broken or busting. Each lock was intentionally made to be opened with a key. As I’ve grown in my faith, I’ll reflect on all the times people came knocking. I’d check them out through the peephole. No chance of anyone getting in if they didn’t have a key. The lock stayed locked, and I was oblivious to the fact that it could ever be freed.

The world has a way of convincing us to focus on other things.

Regardless of the lock’s condition, there has always been a matching key. Locks from hundreds of years ago may have lost the key that opens them, though there is an option to remake or restore what is missing. There are professionals, or in a spiritual sense, ones who have walked before us, that can help us rebuild our faith in finding the key. Locks can be stubborn and rusty if you know what I mean.

Sometimes you gotta get some WD40 in that thing to loosen it up in order to make a mold for the new key.

I’m convinced Jesus tried to get in many ways before. However, because of my stubbornness and the rust around my edges, I didn’t recognize when He was trying to help me. Miraculously, as Jesus does when we are run down and ready for rescue, He was standing by my lock with a matching key. Despite the condition, He was able to unlock the lock, and all that I once held onto was released.

Once you’ve been locked up for a while, and experience freedom with Jesus, it’s hard to go back to being stubborn and rusty. Faith is simply trusting in something you can’t see. When you have faith in the one who holds your matching key, life is much lighter, and the contents of what has been stored away are set free.

Romans 5:1-5 explains it best,

“Therefore, since we have been justified by faith, we have peace with God through our Lord Jesus Christ. Through him, we have also obtained access by faith into this grace in which we stand, and we rejoice in hope of the glory of God.

Not only that, but we rejoice in our sufferings, knowing that suffering produces endurance, and endurance produces character, and character produces hope, and hope does not put us to shame, because God’s love has been poured into our hearts through the Holy Spirit who has been given to us.”

And He’ll do it again. And again. And again. Never will Jesus tire of being the key that does the unlocking. He unlocked life in me when I didn’t want to open it up to anyone or anything. It’s all part of the mystery. There is an exchange for being set free, and that is trusting that once the lock is opened, you are willing to trust He is the key.

Wherever you are on your journey, I encourage you to reflect on the state of your lock. Do you know where it is? Do you have access to the key? Have you lost it somewhere and been searching for it recently?

I’ll tell ya, that “bobbin pin” didn’t work. However, Jesus does. He is always available to rescue you and set your lock free!

Local Pulse Staff Writer, Holy Moments Columnist, Makenna Curtis