I love old keys. They make me think of grand old houses, mysterious trunks with wonderful treasured memories tucked away for future generations to find or perhaps they provided freedom to gang of robbers.
They also remind me of who holds the key to my happiness, my life, my future. Jesus Christ!
“Behold, I stand at the door and knock. If anyone hears my voice and opens the door, I will come in to him and eat with him, and he with me.” (Revelation 3:20, ESV)
Father God, please guide my every thought, every move, every desire. May they be pleasing to You. I want to share with the world; who holds the keys to my heart. ~Debra