The Case of the Missing Gun Cabinet Keys; Based on a True Story by Sandra Rafuse

The gun cabinet keys were missing. Bob had looked for them in the safe place where he kept them, but they weren't there and they should have been. He needed to use two of his guns to teach the Hunter Safety course to the registered students in a couple of weeks; the students would handle them one on one (one instructor/one student/one gun) under strict supervision with no ammunition anywhere in sight. Where were the keys?

So began the search: a most unusual occurrence. Anyone who owns guns knows the guns have to be kept locked up in a gun cabinet and the keys put in a safe place somewhere away from the cabinet. Drawers were opened and cleaned out. Floors were thoroughly swept with all the swept-up stuff examined carefully, shelves were searched and items rearranged, pockets were checked, and when all that was done, the process began all over again. How could the keys be missing? They were so important and were never moved from their safe place until they were needed to open the gun cabinet door. Bob was becoming worried that he would have to break open the door and then the gun cabinet would no longer be able to be used. The search went on daily.

It was the middle of the night. The room was dark and I was awake. Lying on my side I stretched out my legs and moved my head higher on the pillow, lifting my eyes to look out the open bedroom door, out into the blackness of the hallway. I was thinking of...what?...nothing. There was only stillness and silence in the room.

Then...'They're on top of the door jamb'. A clear, calm, and peaceful voice spoke in my mind. I knew immediately what the voice was telling me. Raising my blanket and tossing it aside, I carefully and quietly slipped out of bed and stepped out of the bedroom into the hallway. Searching with my eyes through the dimly lit area, I took three steps forward to the doorway of our boys' room. Lifting my right hand to the top of the door frame, I deftly moved my fingers along the top of the wood until they bumped into something hard. I knew what it was...there they were...the missing gun cabinet keys!

The memory of a day a couple of weeks ago came rushing back. I had been planning to clean out a few drawers in a secretary and when I opened the top drawer, I saw the keys lying in a corner.  Knowing they needed to be kept in a safe place while I cleaned, I turned and looked at the nearby door frame to the boys' bedroom.  And what thought came into my mind? The most logical one of course. 'What safer place to put the keys than up on the door jamb?' Right there and then I put them on top and promptly forgot about them until this night.

Oh joy! Just like that, the missing gun cabinet keys were found. The case was closed. I wanted to wake  Bob up right away but I knew he needed his sleep so I let him be. As I lay there, with the keys safely under my pillow, I anticipated the look on his face in the morning when I would tell him they had been found. And I thought about the voice that had spoken to me. I thought of how good God is to be concerned about everything that happens in Bob's and my life. In his own timing, he gives us the answers we are looking for and we are helped.

 

Sandra Rafuse lives in the small town of Rockglen, Saskatchewan with her husband, Bob, a Gordon Setter named Sadie, an old and much loved cat named Kitty, and a Peregrine falcon named Peet. She is a retired teacher and an amateur writer and is enjoying having the opportunity to share what God has been teaching her through all her life experiences very much.

 

 

P.S. It was while I was contemplating which genre I should try to write in this month that I recalled the missing keys situation. 'I'll try and write a short mystery story', I thought to myself. 'Maybe I will become another Agatha Christie'. So I checked out "mystery" on the internet and found out I would need to have a murder take place in the story to make it a real mystery. Oh dear. That wasn't going to happen here. Well, I figured that this was a mystery anyway and decided to go ahead and give it a try. I now have even more admiration and respect for all those great mystery writers out there. Kudos to them!