Lost and Found

With the popularity of comic book characters, you’ve probably thought of what superpower you’d like to have. The ability to fly is high on most peoples’ lists. Time travel and instantaneous distance travel would be pretty nifty too. My choice, however, would be the ability to remember. Wouldn’t you love to keep neat files in your brain of dates, names, memories, and where you left things?

I spend so much time looking for car keys, phones, documents, clothes, and odd tools, that I could add another day to each month if I had a superpower memory. One trick that often helps me to find where I put something is to jump backwards to the last place I remember the item. From there, I retrace steps. I literally stand where the last known location was and walk to the next place, reinventing what I was thinking and doing until I find it.

A few weeks ago before the summer rains kicked in, I woke early. The sunrise wasn’t due for another half hour, but light already invaded the bedroom at the edges of the curtains and gained momentum as the minutes ticked past. Another hot day torched through the slatted blinds, the kind of day that feels like leaded X-ray garments hanging from my shoulders. I cover my eyes, shutting out the light and think of rolling out of bed to another sizzling, mundane day; what’s the point? 

I lost hope and purpose. I lost perspective. Self, where did you last remember having those friends? Misplacing them has been such a gradual losing, like Gretel’s breadcrumbs, that I must search far back. I remember purple martins flying around me like a carousel last June. The thought of their rapid wings and puffs of air as they whiz past, make something flutter in me. I remember on a walk in the fall spying a scarlet leaf in the gutter, a gem seemingly cast aside at random but to me, it felt like I discovered a treasure. Just remembering, I can feel the swell of joy and her sister, hope.

“For thus said the Lord God, the Holy One of Israel, ‘In returning and rest you shall be saved; in quietness and in trust shall be your strength.” Isaiah 30:15


“For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the Lord, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future. Then you will call on me and come and pray to me, and I will listen to you. You will seek me and find me when you seek me with all your heart. I will be found by you,” Jeremiah 29:11-14

Returning to my savior is much easier than retracing the winding track that got me lost. He can always be found, and He is what I truly want. Hope, love, purpose, these things spring from Him. He’s the real deal. Having Him is having a Super Power.

Holy Bible, New International Version®, NIV® Copyright ©1973, 1978, 1984, 2011 by Biblica, Inc.® Used by permission. All rights reserved worldwide.

1 thought on “Lost and Found”

  1. I think we all can relate to this message of yours. I get lost in the mundane things that I do each day and then I think of how lucky I am to have the things I need. These things were provided by God, just as He provides for all of His creation. I live in hopes of meeting Him face to face. I know that He loves me and taught me how to love deeply and feel love from friends and family. He gave me purpose when He made me a mother, grandmother and now a great grandmother. I see His handiwork in my life and in the great outdoors. He gave me life and is teaching me how to use it to better serve Him. I am so thankful that I can talk to Him each and every day and that I think of Him so often. God is good all of the time and He sure has been good to me. Suzy, thanks for another eye opening devotional. I love them and look forward to the next one.

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