I enjoy stories, whether true or fictional. Here is a real story that happened to me: one day I was at soccer coaching. My goalkeeper needed to step out for a minute for a break during a short sided game. I stepped in and tried to take my purity ring off before I got a fat finger from a shot.
As I was pulling
the ring off, one of the girls took a shot. I dove for it and was pulled into
the game. Once my keeper was good to come back in, I stepped out. Then I went
to touch my ring finger and realized my ring was not there. One of my players
noticed I seemed preoccupied and asked me what was wrong. I told her I lost my
ring. She said, "oh no! We will help you look for it."
After practice
was over, I started looking for the ring. I looked in my bag first, to be sure
I did not leave it in there. Then I went to the goal. Looking at the place
where I had to dive to make a save, I found the ring!
The girl who was
helping me look was so happy we found it, and so was I. This is a very simple
event that occurred in my life, but it had a profound connection to the Bible.
In Luke 15,
Jesus tells of three parables. One of the lost sheep, where a shepherd leaves
his 99 sheep to find 1 that was lost. The next of a woman who lost 1 of her 10
silver coins. When she finds it, she rejoices. The last about a son who asked
for his inheritance early, left home, squandered his inheritance, went back
home, and the father accepted him back into his household.
If I were to ask
you what these stories have in common, you would probably be able to guess
easily: things that were lost then found. They seem like simple stories but if
you have ever lost something you cared for, you know how good it feels to find
it.
In the same way,
God rejoices when one of his children was lost and becomes found. When I lost
my ring, the player asked me if I was sentimental. I told her a bit, but the
truth was I had that ring since high school (for 10 years). It was not worth
much, but it was worth a lot to me.
That made me
think about God. He is sentimental. He loves all of us and we are worth so much
more than a ring. God does not want any of us to perish. He wants to give each
of us a chance to join his family. That's how much he loves us. He loves us so
much that he sent his son to die for us. It is amazing to think about.
Think of a time
you lost something, then found it. How did you feel? Are you lost right now,
and God is calling you to him? If you have been found by God, how can you help
those who are lost be found?