Lost and Found

I’m sure that all of us at one time or another, have lost something or have had something stolen from us. Regardless of the circumstance, we felt empty inside at the loss. In each instance, there was an opportunity for the thief to make good their escape with your belonging. It could have been that what we lost was left unattended, was ignored, left unsecured, or even unprotected. Now, remember the feeling of relief when we found something we thought was lost for good, or a stolen item that had been returned to you. As your possession was safely in your hands, you would clutch it as if to never let it go.

I can only imagine the joy Jesus feels when we, His children are under His protection. Then, as we grow up, and He honors His promise of letting us have our free will, the world slowly overtakes us. We go through a time in our aging where we think we know everything, like teenagers. We allow the attraction of our worldly surroundings to pull us away from Him. Eventually we may just fall away Him, and become what we would call, lost. Without His influence to guide us, we wander aimlessly, without direction. This is the moment and the opportunity where Satan will sneak in and steal us away from Him. Now God is wearing that same kind of raw emotion of loss that we did. His broken heart each day we are away from Him, is a constant reminder how much He loves us. Yet, every day of our lives He is constantly beside us, speaking to our hearts, hoping we listen for His voice of rescue. As in John 10:10 NIV, He is always telling us these words. The thief comes only to steal and kill and destroy; I have come that they may have life, and have it to the full.

Then, one day, we finally hear His still quiet voice over the static of our world, and have that aha moment. We realize that He never left us, rather, we walked away from Him. He welcomes us back like the prodigal son as in Luke 15:11-32. He then will hold us as tightly as we held our possessions. So if you think you are lost or have been stolen from Jesus, listen for Him, He’s whispering in your heart, I’m right here child, come home.

Mike Shindruk

www.mastershandministry.blogspot.ca