Open Wide the Doors for Christ!

I don't know about all of you, but it sure seems like many, many, things seem to line up at once in the spiritual journey.  I guess God knows how "deaf" I am at times, and makes it glaringly obvious when I need to be working on something.  About a month ago, a priest recommended that I pray each morning "Make my heart like unto thine" to Jesus.  Basically, to accept His will in my life, and to resign myself to doing whatever came up that day to Him.  As a previous post had indicated the combination of work and Spanish left me with little free time (at least Monday-Friday) and I wasn't really accepting this as God's will for this summer.  Anyway, I had certainly heard the phrase before, but I hadn't (to use a terrible pun) taken it to heart.  Of course, shortly thereafter I heard (and then remembered) the first half of the phrase: "Jesus meek and humble of heart".  I don't know about you, but whenever I pray for humility, I seem to always get it.  You know, you think you are good at something and then you totally screw it up. 

On the second to last day of work I was carting around knocking out some of the last LOTO cabinets.  Before going out I had gotten the keys necessary to get into them, and it just so happened that this day I had 5 different keys.  Most of the previous times that I went out I only had 2 or 3 keys, but this day the cabinets that I needed to get into used 5 different keys.  Oh well, no big deal, off I went...  All the cabinets this day were "cooperating" so I was knocking out some of the last locks, replacing worn tags, etc., but after each cabinet I was very careful to check and make sure that I had all the keys.  They were all separate, and I usually had to go  through a few of them before I found the one that would work on this cabinet, so I made sure to count them after finishing each cabinet to make sure I hadn't dropped one (or left it in the cabinet, or whatever).  Anyway, on the last cabinet, I finished it up, counted my keys, and hopped back on the golf cart.  This particular department has the most awkward way of getting into it, and to get the cart out you pretty much have to back up this ramp, across another ramp, and then do a turn-about thing on the main thoroughfare (which has forklifts careening around).  Basically, it was a tricky spot for maneuvering the golf cart, so I was slowly backing my way up this ramp when, who should appear, but my boss (of course...) in his own golf cart coming down the ramp that I was trying to back up.  He graciously let me past and off I went back to the safety department happy that I hadn't hit my boss in the golf cart, that I had knocked out a few more issues, and I only had like 20 minutes before I was done for the day.

To my absolute horror (I am sweating right now thinking about it, though that may be my laptop...), when I got back to the safety department I only had 4 keys.  I was pretty much terrified, I had no idea if there were spares of these keys someplace, and even if they were - you can't just have anybody pick up the key to this cabinet and do whatever they want.  It was an absolute disaster, a total, complete, massive calamity.  Anyway, with heart pounding, I began to retrace my steps.  I had been all over the plant that afternoon, and the last time that I would have used that key was a few hours ago.  Of course, I had thought that I had checked all the keys after each department, but what if I hadn't?  It could be absolutely anywhere in this massive complex, which I still didn't understand, of different buildings, lines, machines, and offices.   That one key could be anywhere!  Anyway, back to the story, I retraced my steps back to the cart - nothing, back through the department that I last drove through - nothing, back across the parking lot - nothing, into the maintenance building - nothing.  And then the disaster got worse, I was about to check the last department that I had been to, where I had thought that I had counted all 5 keys, and there was my boss's golf cart.  He was in that department...  I scanned the plant floor, hoping that the key was somewhere, anywhere, but nothing.  I had to walk into that department and search for this key, right in front of my boss.  So, in I marched.  "hey Dominic, how's it going?" - "Um" gulp "ok..."  I nonchalantly (yeah right) looked on the table, in the trash can, and with a huge sigh of relief  spotted the key.  It was laying 6 inches from where my boss was sitting.  I picked it up - he noted "ah, lost a key, eh?" - "yeah..." - "don't do it again..."  I was so happy to see that key - thank goodness I found it, but did my boss have to be there?  I hadn't ever seen him before while out an about.  Yet, the one time that I lost a key (once!), he is sitting on top of it...