The Lost, and the Heart of the Owner

A loved one called, undone, because her dog was lost. “He went to chase deer and did not come back. It’s been so long. I’ve looked, called his name, he’s nowhere. I’m afraid of what’s happened.”

The lost wander, run free, get distracted by all manner of enticements, and can lose their bearings, forget where they came from, be too caught up in pleasure to remember the faithful, loving Master back home.

But ah, the owner! His heart anguishes for the wanderer’s return. He never stops yearning, his search is relentless, fueled by passionate love and hope for reunion. In a parent’s case, he may not know into which tangle the child followed the strange deer, where they are in body or mind, and he can long and grieve in agony. But God, the Rightful Owner and heavenly parent, always knows where His children are, however and wherever they wander. He is never frantic; His loving pursuit is persistent, measured, perfect. His eyes are never off His own, and His grace abounds no matter what He sees.

What man of you, having a hundred sheep, if he has lost one of them, does not leave the ninety-nine in the open country, and go after the one that is lost, until he finds it?  And when he has found it, he lays it on his shoulders, rejoicing. And when he comes home, he calls together his friends and his neighbors, saying to them, ‘Rejoice with me, for I have found my sheep that was lost.’ There was a man who had two sons. And the younger of them said to his father, ‘Father, give me the share of property that is coming to me.’ And he divided his property between them. The younger son gathered all he had and took a journey into a far country, and there he squandered his property in reckless living. And when he had spent everything, he began to be in need. And he arose and came to his father. But while he was still a long way off, his father saw him and felt compassion, and ran and embraced him and kissed him. The father said, ‘This my son was dead, and is alive again; he was lost, and is found.’ And they began to celebrate.” Luke 15:4-6; 11-24

Father, teach me the the lessons of the lost, and teach me Your heart. Remind me of Your lavish grace and love to all who wander, and keep me from straying.

“Oh, to grace how great a debtor
daily I’m constrained to be!
Let thy goodness, like a fetter,
bind my wandering heart to thee:
prone to wander, Lord, I feel it,
prone to leave the God I love;
here’s my heart, O take and seal it;
            seal it for thy courts above.”                                                                                                        (Robert Robinson  -1758)

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