Keys. They open doors and they close them. I’m discovering that we’re each given a set of keys throughout our lifetime. All we’re able to see before each of our doors are open is the space through the keyhole, yet we can’t exactly make out what lies on the other side of the door. Each door we unlock has different opportunities that are awaiting us.
I’m still in the process of figuring out which keys to use, which doors they belong to, and exactly when they’re supposed to be used. I’ve been presented with so many different directional options since I’ve been home for the summer, and I can’t quite wrap my mind around which one I need to take.
There’s so much beauty in everything that hasn’t fully been captured yet…so many people unmet and lives untouched, pieces yet to be composed, photographs to be taken, dances to be danced, paintings to be painted, places unseen, and discoveries still unmade. I want to make those discoveries and create all of those things and at the moment I’m not quite sure how to go about making it happen. I guess I shouldn’t wonder about it quite so much, but I do want to make the right decisions and at the right time.
I’m so thankful that I’m not the One holding my keys and that I didn’t create my own doors and what’s behind them. Maybe that little space through the keyhole is all I really need to see at the moment and maybe the right doors will open and the right keys will be found for each one in their own time. It’s taking a lot of trust, but I know it’ll be worth it. For now, all I can do is use the tools I’ve been given to create for the One who created me and those keys will find their own little keyholes in due time.
For by Him all things were created: things in Heaven and on Earth, visible and invisible, whether thrones or powers or rulers or authorities; all things were created by Him and for Him.