I’ve been lost. Terrible feeling. I was seven or eight and go separated from my family while we were shopping at a department store. The whole experience lasted maybe 10 or 15 minutes, but it seemed like hours while I was going through it.
I have lost. Another shopping trip, this one in a mall with Teri, my wife, and Caleb, my son, who was maybe three or four at the time. That was an even worse feeling. That experience lasted about five minutes but it also seemed like hours.
In both of those cases I was aware of the lostness, of both being lost myself and of my son being lost. We are, all of us, lost. Or at least we were at one point, before we ran into the open arms of the Savior. But for many of us, and for many of those who are still lost, we wander, unaware of our state of lostness.
Jesus tells three parables of things and people who are lost and then found. They’re recorded back-to-back in the Gospel of Luke. Each is, ultimately, a story of joy, at least for most of those involved in the story. The lone holdout would be the older brother in the story of the prodigal.
Like that older brother, many of us can look down on those who are still lost or only newly found. Seems we forget that we ourselves were lost at one point. Yet, the amazing thing about these stories and our own story of being lost and then found is that we can share in the finding and the joy that accompanies it.
For the next two weeks I’ll be sharing from these parables in Luke 15 during Middays Prayer Time, around 10:30 AM and 2:30 PM.
Mon 01/13 Luke 15:1 – 2
Tue 01/14 Luke 15:3 – 4
Wed 01/15 Luke 15:5 – 6
Thu 01/16 Luke 15:7
Fri 01/17 Luke 15:8 – 10
Mon 01/20 Luke 15:11 – 14
Tue 01/21 Luke 15:15 – 19
Wed 01/22 Luke 15:20 – 24
Thu 01/23 Luke 15:25 – 28
Fri 01/24 Luke 15:29 – 32
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