How far did He have to go? The Lord, to find you? Where was the end of your rope the bottom of your pit? Were you on a hill or mountain of despair? Was it in the middle of a sea of restlessness, searching for some peace? Was it in religious ritual, diligently trying to gain favor with a God you didn't even know was there?
Jesus said; "If a man has a hundred sheep and one of them wanders away, what will he do? Won't he leave the ninety-nine others on the hills and go out to search for the one that is lost?"
I'm so glad that He found me in that distant place, and I can't express the comfort and hope I hold onto knowing that He searches for the lost still.
There is something about knowing you are loved that can change you forever, change you for the better. On this Good Friday, may you know that you are loved.
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