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By Rita Minner
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ADD TO MY FAVORITES
Key to my heart,
Car keys,
To key a car,
Keys to success,
Key contacts,
Crossword Key,
I’m all keyed up.
Possible keys,
Skeleton keys,
Duplicate keys,
Keys to a safety deposit box,
Multiple keys,
Key to happiness!
The Florida Keys,
Key West,
Key Largo,
You’re OFF key!
No, I’m on key.
A lower key,
A higher key,
Random keys,
Missing keys,
Useless keys,
The key to public speaking,
Or the key to getting published,
Key to love,
Key to a man’s heart,
Piano keys,
Padlock key,
House key,
Garage key,
Mom’s Keys,
Zip it and throw away the key!
Key segment of your essay,
Key description,
Key-note speaker,
Keys to restitution,
Please refer to the answer key.
Keys to heart health,
Hide the key!
Hit the key.
Unlock the key to your potential,
Keys to keep your New Year’s resolution,
Please key in your password.
Press the right keys.
…so many keys…and even more keys.
If this multitude of keys could be measured or weighed, it might possibly add up to a hundred pounds, maybe two. Maybe it would weigh nothing at all. Possibly that bundle of keys is worth $1,000,000 or sadly, it may not be worth a cent.
Jammed in your pocketbook, you lug the toilsome bag down the sidewalk. As it growls across the cement, salty perspiration drips down your brow and into your eyes. Everyone stares, wondering, “Why all those keys? “What will she do with them all”.
You would wish the onlookers far away and to be left alone with your load.
Possibly an overcoat would better conceal the hefty burden. Stuffing a giant-size handful of noisy keys into your left breast pocket, packing the rest in both side pockets, you attempt the trek past the gawking crowd. Their attention is riveted on the clamorous spectacle…the sagging overcoat, bulging pockets laden with keys, yet the jangling and bangling belies your invisible load. The pretense of nonchalance plastered on your face is washed away by sweat.
…if you don’t look at them…they can’t see you…right?
Never make eye contact.
The cacophony of clangling and crashing keys is impossible to smother. The gathering crowd zeroes in on you; the be-keyed hoarder but they haven’t the least inclination to snatch the keys away. They’re looking for a key you don’t seem to possess.
While you’ve commanded the attention of all people; they haven’t the least desire to abscond with your keys. Why do you covet then or attempt to conceal? It’s just NOISE, not a treasure.
No eye contact?! No connection with people?! NOT a problem!
They simply don’t want what you have. They’re looking for the Master key, the Keys to the kingdom. They’re looking for something or Someone who genuinely cares rather than one who is merely occupied with appearances.
The only thing you have to offer is NOISE…sounding brass and clanging cymbals. You really ARE off key! Why would anyone choose empty noise over a symphony? Faith, hope, and love is not empty noise but keys to a heavenly melody…easy on the ears and keys to the heart.
All those keys in your noisy breast pocket and sadly, none play with perfect pitch.
I Corinthians 13:1,13
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