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The Keys

It sure is nice to feel in control.

It feels powerful.

It feels comfortable.

It promises protection.

It makes everything simple and clear.

It sterilizes the world from the chaos that surrounds us.

As long as I have the keys to the car, I decide where I’m going.

But what if control is an illusion?

What if my job is to hand over the keys?


5 I lie down and sleep; I wake again, for the Lord sustains me. – Psalm 3:5


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