Have you ever lost something and felt unsettled until you found it? You looked and looked and came up empty. Retracing all of the steps that you can physically and the others in your mind.
I have. Just recently. I bought a dress that I loved. I wore it one time. I packed it for vacation and when I got home, it was gone. Just gone!
Did I leave it at one of the hotels that I had stayed at?
I looked and looked. It was nowhere to be found.
I could not keep looking forever. I had to let it go. I had to put it out of my mind. The “Oh, well.”
I have watched my husband “searching” for lost things and thought to myself “Just give up already! We are going to be late.” He always seems to lose things when we are on a schedule. Every. Single. Time.
Knowing how much it frustrates me when he simply won’t give up until he finds “it” makes me cognizant of a point when you just have to call it to keep from looking insane.
At that “call it” moment, I feel most unsettled. Bothered. Eventually, the thought of that lost item drags its feet to the back of my mind. Imagine dragging your foot in the sand and the drag marks that you leave behind or a child kicking and screaming as you tell them “No!” while shopping. The thought of the lost item lingers.
Somehow we file it away in our file labeled “lost.”
Yesterday, I found my dress. SIGH OF RELIEF. “There you are! I have been looking everywhere for you. I thought I had lost you forever.” I celebrated! My dress. For insight, you should have seen the way my husband looked at me in that dress and will again!
I realized at that moment the unsettled feeling I had remained with me. I had just moved on and chosen not to focus on it.
How many things bother us that are just below the surface that at a moment’s notice are brought to the forefront of our minds? This was just an inexpensive little black dress!
My thoughts were instantly taken to God and all of the angels in Heaven. If I was so happy to find a lost little black dress that in no way compares to a lost soul, imagine the joy in Heaven when a lost soul comes to Christ. Something (someone) that was lost was found!
There is nothing that quite compares to being anticipated, anxiously waited on, looked for, and celebrated but most of all welcomed when we were lost. God does not give up on us – EVER!
All because of a little black dress.
Until Next Time,