It was a gloomy Saturday. It seemed like the perfect time to drag out my sewing machine a put together a couple of baby quilts. My son had moved around some of my supplies. Finding everything should have been simple, but not this time. I have a green canvas tote that I keep some of my supplies in and it was nowhere to be found. It was lost. (I don’t blame my son for this. I’m sure I put it in a “logical” spot).

In my extensive search, I created a give away box of items I ran across that we no longer use. I found mouse droppings to clean up. I even found a fan that I thought we had given away, but no green tote.

I went back over areas I had previously searched. I took out a flashlight to make sure I was looking behind and under things that could cover up the tote. It is still lost.

I am really bothered that I can’t find it. I intend to keep looking for it. My enthusiasm in searching for a simple bag of fabric and sewing utensils reminded me of this scripture.

^4-7 “Suppose one of you had a hundred sheep and lost one. Wouldn’t you leave the ninety-nine in the wilderness and go after the lost one until you found it? When found, you can be sure you would put it across your shoulders, rejoicing, and when you got home call in your friends and neighbors, saying, ‘Celebrate with me! I’ve found my lost sheep!’ Count on it—there’s more joy in heaven over one sinner’s rescued life than over ninety-nine good people in no need of rescue. (Luke 15:4-7 MSG).

There have been times in my life that I have felt lost. I felt distant from God. I felt unworthy of His love, time, and grace. I couldn’t understand why I mattered. The truth is I matter. You matter. God never stops chasing after us. God scours the dark hidden corners for the lost. He’s coming with a flashlight to show us the way of grace.

Do you feel lost? Do you know someone who is lost? To what lengths did God go through to find you? Share your experience here and breathe life and bring hope to others.