To lose something doesn’t mean you are lost

To lose something doesn’t mean you are lost January 23, 2014
I once lost a watch. It was a gift from my uncle who had passed away. I searched pockets, bags, boxes, car seats and turned everything inside- out- upside down. Nowhere. I was devasted, as if this this piece of jewelry had slain my spirit.
Eventually it turned up. It was in a pair of pants in the trunk of my car.
It’s interesting how we look at the things we lose in life. Rather than the object being the thing that is lost, we feel like we are the lost ones. It’s a strange replacement that goes on in our minds.
I’ve lost more than watches. And I guess you have too.
I remember when I lost my first best friend. I was no older than six. I moped for days with no attachment to toys, or my brother, or even my dog. Eventually my mother sat me down, made me sit up straight and she told me that I was the same — that I was a good son, who was loved by parents, friends and God.
And while I missed my friend, he was the one who walked away. Not me. I was not the wandering one, even though I felt disoriented.
Without even trying, I’ve gained years of growth and wisdom. I am at a place now where I am comfortable with the world, my place in life, and my future. I no longer feel the angst and swirl of emotions.  It is what it is. That’s not fatalism. That’s just reality and trust. There are some negative things that pop up in my mind every day, things that were lost, only to be found again. The contentment is in finding satisfaction in both.
missing dog
I’ve gained love, and lost it.
I’ve gained friends, and lost them too.
I’ve gained wisdom, only to chuck it away in one foolish act.
But in every instance, I’ve been refreshed and renewed by a God who seems vitally interested in me. What I lost, I have now found ten fold.
It almost seems that the balance of life constantly has the fresh water pouring in while the old stale water dribbling over the edges.
I am the penny that rolled into the corner. And the woman, Jesus swept diligently until she found it. Covered in dust and hidden in the darkness, who would have caredcared? But there was joy in the presence of the angels when I was found.
It is a mystery that I will never understand. But like the homely puppy rescued from the pound, I’ll never again take for granted the profound love that has been shown to me by others, and by God.
 
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  • “I am the penny that rolled into the corner. And the woman, Jesus taught, swept diligently until she found it. Covered in dust and hidden in the darkness, who would have cared But there was joy in the presence of the angels when I was found.” Love that, David.

  • “There are some negative things that pop up in my mind every day, things that were lost, only to be found again. The contentment is in finding satisfaction in both.”

    That kind of contentment, yes. A worthy goal.

  • “It is what it is.”

    I find myself saying this more with each passing year. And you’re right; it’s not fatalism. It’s simply accepting that there are many many things in life that are beyond my control.

    If I would have any peace in this life…any sense of lasting joy…and sense of contentment, I must start with accepting the simple fact that many things in this life are beyond my control. That I live in a fallen world populated by flawed individuals, and that somehow, someway, God’s grace seeps into this fallen world and blossoms anew.

  • The fact that these relationships pass allow us to value them more while we’re experiencing them. You never know what tomorrow will change.

  • I like that perspective on lost things. I’ve lost pretty much everything, including my shirt, along the way, but you’re right. Our Father isn’t short of provision and grace. Think I’ll revel in that and your thoughts here for a while. Feels pretty good, this wisdom stuff.

  • “I am that penny.” That pretty well sums up my life. A bad penny. So thankful for God’s grace. I also just lost a friend. After 2-3 years of almost daily contact through texts, calls, lunches, riding bikes, attending church, he just decided to call it quits. No explanation. No contact whatsoever. No clue on my part either. Am so glad God didn’t turn his back on me like that.

  • We hurt ourselves by hanging onto things that are meant to be lost. But we will never be lost. We may feel lost, but God always has us.

    There are times I feel so out of control- lost, uncertain what to do next. In those times the best thing to do is curl up with God and wait. He always shows me the way.

    Psalm 119:105

  • I always see what I lost in the rear view mirror. At that point, I am at the place you describe:

    “But in every instance, I’ve been refreshed and renewed by a God who seems vitally interested in me. What I lost, I have now found ten fold.”

    It is easier to accept what we have lost when we see what is in store for us with Jesus.

    Being older, as you have mentioned, has blessed me with the experience to know that it’s all good if we have Jesus.

    Great post!