Kari and I have been friends for six years. We were freshman roommates, and then after a year apart ended up living together again in a house off campus. Kari became pregnant the last semester of our senior year and had a beautiful baby girl the following September. We now live about 2 hours apart and don't see each other enough.
Today was one of those days that just worked out and we met halfway for lunch and some time at a park. While we were there she filled me in on what was going on with her fiancé and his recent bout with depression. As she was talking, I started to fiddle with my latest key (my second of many) that said COURAGE.
I thought about the feeling that I had the last time I gave away a key and how I just kind of knew, when she paused in her story I said, "Hey, I want you to have this." I pulled the key off of my neck and passed it to her. "It's a Giving Key. I don't need it anymore. My dad is doing fine and I think it's time." I said before getting choked up.
"You're going to make me cry." She said as she clutched the key in her hand, "Are you sure?" I nodded yes and then smiled. After a few moments I explained to her in more detail about The Giving Keys and she hooked it around her neck. I've only had that key for 3 weeks. I didn't know why I picked COURAGE but God must have known that Kari was going to need it.