Pop it, lock it....OH HECK NO.

:phone rings:

"Thank you for calling Geico, how may I help you today?"

"Hello, my name is Kendra McBee....I locked my keys in my car."

"MY NAME IS KENDRA TOO! KENDRA POWER!"

"Wooooo....Kendra, this Kendra needs her keys."

"I can't believe it, I have never spoken to another Kendra on here."

"Well I'm so lucky I LOCKED MY KEYS IN MY CAR so that I could be your first one! How do I get my keys, Kendra?"

"Wow...Kendra....so crazy to be talking to another Kendra! Let me get you some help."

I can't have a normal conversation on the phone. Not when it's urgent. Anyone else, call the number, give the policy number, get the keys. Me? No, it ends up being a weird random conversation that causes slight tension in Kendra's shoulders (the one who locked her keys in her car, other Kendra seemed to be doing great) and patience is encouraged as she allows Kendra #2 to get out the excitement of speaking to someone with the same name. Crazy....maybe we should be Facebook friends.

Anyway, I needed to be somewhere STAT. I have never locked my keys in my car before. I've had that blessed Bonneville since 2007. I always have my keys when I need them. Only when I'm on my way to someplace URGENT does this happen....and only when I need it taken care of URGENTLY does God laugh and put Kendra on the phone with Kendra, prolonging the solution to my problem.

The ministry is a lot like that day. Frustrating sometimes, but we laugh about it later and realize where the blessing was. I can't use this story if it didn't happen, I can't compare this to my spiritual life it Kendra hadn't spoken to Kendra.

When I locked my keys in my car, I was stuck in a tough situation. I knew who to call to fix the problem, my only job was to call and notify them, and expect them to fix it for me, because I had insurance.

When I find myself stressing over situations in my life or ministry...finding the time to work with people, having difficulty accepting that some teenager or friend might be making the absolute wrong decision, realizing that I am not the one in control of my life, missions, or much at all, I know Who to call to fix the problem. My job is not to fix it, but to rely on the One Who can and wait for the results, until then, I just need to keep doing my thing....I don't call it insurance, I call it assurance. And it's good, really good.