Found It

I have learned through my years to buy cheap headphones and sunglasses. I tend to lose or misplace them over and over. I justify getting another pair if I buy the cheapies.
But it’s a whole different game when you lose something of great value. Searching high and wide, retracing your exact steps, sticking your nose in every lost and found box. The two that send me in the most panic are my cell phone and wallet.

Leaving the grocery store and realizing my cell phone was gone. I go back in and it’s right next to the register. The best was driving completely across town and upon arrival to my destination, I couldn’t find my wallet anywhere. The hurried tearing up the premises started. I look up and there it was on the roof of my car the whole time. Lost, scrambling, unsettled. Found, content, peace.

We just came back from an amazing island vacation. More than the sites, the scenes, the activities; I never felt so small. The reminder of the Creator of all holding everything and everyone in His hands-time, purpose, plans, and all that has breath truly does reflect His glory. With transferring flights there was that nagging fear of losing luggage but on the way home the mantra of the islands took precedence. “No pressure, no problems.” Sitting in the hammock; knowing that the net surrounding me was able to hold every inch of the weight pressing down beneath me.

And the reality of wandering woes that no longer need to take up space and energy rushed over me like the pull of the tide extending my reach out to sea.

Wandering Woe #1
Though you may not know the road ahead…you are not lost.

You have been found.
“I have loved you with an everlasting love. With unfailing love I have drawn you to myself.” Jeremiah 31:3

Your steps are known.
“A man’s mind plans his way, but the Lord directs his steps and makes them sure.” Proverbs 16:9

There is no where that He can’t see you.
“You are the God who sees me…” Genesis 16:13

Whatever the uncertainty, whatever the trial, whatever the pain I hope we can rest more and more in His trustworthy hands that continue to hold us up. More steady, more secure than the net of the hammock or the packaged itinerary-regardless of the weight pressing down or the misplaced merchandise. I hope we can know by heart that never again will we be lost. And more than anything I hope we can know the value and the cost of what it means to be completely found.

Love and Hugs,

Kristina