O come, Thou Key of David, come,
And open wide our heavenly home;
Make safe the way that leads on high,
And close the path to misery.
W D 40,
grease interlocking frozen
Fears! O Key, Release!
When I went to the dog park the other day, my key would not fit into the lock. Wrong key? Broken lock? But there was a man with two dogs in the park. Hmmm...no WD 40 with me, the universal key to stuck locks. Hah! Instead I found I could reach my hand through the gate, behind the lock, and trip the latch.
God has the key and has made the universe of totally interlocking parts. But what if the locks are rusted or frozen? This took me to today's haiku, prayer.
"O come, Immanuel" by the Piano Guys