My Diary: Envision the Keys

*Written 6/27/2015

With beads of sweat sliding down my chest, I frantically looked for the house keys in the blush of morning—they were dropped during my early jog.

The scenery is grand.  The trees mature and strong-rooted have over-stretched branches that give every street deep shade from the sun. Laser light of the ever-powerful morning star shoot through breaches from the canopies above, unveiling a spunky light show for those who run the neighborhood streets in the smiling morning. Lush dense grass carpets family homes, stout hedges hug fences—there is an overload of green and a slight kissing of a thin hot breeze.

Reasoning said finding the keys would be unlikely, they could have dropped anywhere, but stubborn faith showed me a vision of the pair waiting for me on a sidewalk, sunbathing. After three blocks of searching a voice suggested to give up, it’s a total crapshoot, but faith nudged me to move onward. The light pink sidewalk ricocheted intense heat and more sweat dripped into the lip of my tank top as the search continued. Lo and behold, in the distance laid a pair of shimmering keys collecting sun rays as if vacationing in Tahiti—toes in sand, daiquiris in hand and bickering about whether the cloud above looked like a fat poodle or an oversized fork. I could not help but yell: Jesus; you are so good to me! I plastered a ridiculous smile on my face. The keys were found.

I threw up when I got home. The utter elation from finding the keys took over my body and caused my insides to squeeze-out liquid joy. Giggling. I am only teasing. The purgation did occur but it was because I pushed my body too hard on the run. Lesson learned: no more running beneath the bright blue sky just yet. Focus remains fixed on being Crohn’s free and impatience at this point is silly and rather immature—I jumped the gun with the cardio. All things heal in God’s time, so with poise, I will ride the steady lulls of this journey with total patience—my body will alert me when it is ready for outside jogs. I will say however, when I return to pounding the pavement my keys will be secured in a pocket with a zipper or a trustworthy button.

It is pretty wild that the pair of silver was found so quickly, the chances were not in my favor. If I had listened to the opposing voice in my head I would have returned home keyless, all the while the two were waiting to be found. You see, just before a beneficial shift or change occurs, opposition, negativity and disbelief try to suffocate its manifestation. If adversity is felt, chances are success is a short block away—take inventory of your greatest achievements and you will find this to be true. Where there is no vision, the people perish¹. About to throw your hands up in defeat? Don’t. You are about to breakthrough. Envision victory. Look at it. Make it real before it enters reality and pray it into fruition. Believe you have received it, and it will be yours². The power of earnest prayer married with vision is explosive—how different life would be if this were our continual habit.

¹Proverbs 29:18  ²Mark 11:24

Photo Credit: Tao Okamoto by Russell James