Being lost can't be easy for anybody. If you take for example an
adult male who can't seem to find his way and his wife on his side,
you know that situation isn't easy at all. The man will say he isn't
lost and the woman will say that he is. At some point and time the
man will seek help one way or the other and with all of the technology
we have now, more than likely they will have a GPS in the car or
better yet, Onstar. However with all the technology we still have a
hard time asking for help. We have a hard time seeking assistance as
if we have complete control over things. How do we help ourselves out
of such a jam? In this devotion we will go over scripture on this
subject but first let's go over a very personal story to open your
eyes.

This weekend my family, I, and some friends went to the fair for
military appreciation day. It was a perfect day, as the sun was
shining, we got discounted tickets, and we had a nice cool breeze. It
was perfect, now all we had to do was keep the kids entertained as
they went on rides and of course with all the different ages and
heights they each could only ride certain rides. One of the best
things about being a member of the body of Christ is running into your
brothers and sisters while you are out doing things. So as it is, my
family and I run into some brothers and sisters at the fair, so we run
over to chat with them. As we are chatting, I gaze around and notice
that we are missing Nicolas. At first I thought he might have been
distracted with the arcade games in the midway; however after a few
seconds of looking I inform Becky that Nicolas is gone. So at first
we are calm and look a bit in the area and then as we discover he
isn't close I scramble to give Haileigh and Andrew off to the friends
that joined us so I could move faster. Becky is moving in the
opposite direction compared to where I'm moving and yet no luck in
site. Just as I was looking for a policeman, one crosses my path and
so I immediately stop him and start describing my son to him. He
makes a call over the radio and I call the wife to find out what
Nicolas was wearing. After I give the policeman a brief description
he gets a call that a child is with EMS that fits his description. At
this point I'm angry and wanting to point blame at everyone else, but
also relieved that he was found. As we rush to the EMS my wife swoops
in like a bird and plucks Niki out of his chair and holds him so tight
that he tells his momma, "Ouch momma that hurts". I'm relieved,
happy, and can't believe it has happened to me. It took just an
instant and he was gone.

Now let's look in the bible to Luke 15: 1-7. Never before did this
verse have more meaning. A sheep is lost and the farmer leaves all
the others to go find this one. Which one of you wouldn't do the
same? I made sure my kids were safe and went off to search for the
one that was lost. As soon as he was found we celebrated in the fact
that he was found. Never did verse 7 have more meaning, "I tell you
that in the same way there will be more rejoicing in heaven over one
sinner who repents then over ninety-nine righteous persons who do not
need to repent." I personally think it's harder to repent then it is
to live righteous. To repent you must admit your wrong in your heart
not just verbally and for most that is the most difficult thing to do.
Only you know whether you are truly lost. Only you can decide to
allow the father to find you. Only you can take that first step so
that the father can grab you up and celebrate with everyone else that
you are found. It first starts with you.