The Key to My Undoing

Hello, there! Today we’re going to take a break from the “housey” stuff in exchange for another facet of my life… my job! I am the Youth Director at our church and I love what I do. For those of you unfamiliar with this line of work, my job is to teach middle and high school students about Jesus and walk with them as they react to and interact with the love that He as for them (and all of us!). We do this through weekly youth group meetings, small group Bible studies, monthly service projects, special events, and trips. Most importantly- I just spend time with them!

This is all well and good, but I have realized something: I have a HUGE flaw. Well, more than one, but this post is all about something that I am the absolute WORST at. My hope is that some fellow youth worker can come alongside me and say, “I do that too!” and I won’t have to be alone in this- maybe we can even work through it together.

Here it is:

I kid you not- this happens to me every. single. week. Without fail. You can ask my husband and the students- especially the one we give a ride home to after youth group (we’ll call him Joe). The night generally goes something like this: students come, we have a good time, they leave, and Mitch, Joe, and I are searching the church for another 15 minutes, looking for my keys.

So far, we have found them:

• In the couches
• Under the couches
• In the basement
• Inside other people’s shoes
• In the kitchen
• In my bag (after looking for 20 minutes)
• Hanging from a lock on a door
• In the church office
• In the box of blindfolds

And, my personal favorite (and most recent add-on to the list): In a fellow youth team member’s coat pocket. I wish that I was making that up. A week ago, we left the church without finding them because I assumed I had left them in Mitch’s car. Got to the car and were half way home before I realized… no keys. Not but 5 minutes later did Ashley (youth team member) call me, saying that she had found them in her coat pocket. The sad part? I distinctly remember putting them there. And no, I do not know why.

The most troubling thing about all of this is that I am now acutely aware of the problem and it STILL happens every week! The only fix I’ve found so far is giving them to Joe to hold for the night. Pathetic, I know.

Anyone else have that one thing that they are constantly losing?? WHAT ARE YOUR TRICKS?! I need your help.

-Leslie