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A Morning View From the Wood Stove

Where is Gabby? I looked everywhere in the house and could not find her. I looked where her lead is thinking I left her there and it was laying outside the door with no Gabby attached. Where could she be? It was dark outside making it difficult to see anything as I drove around the neighborhood looking for her. She was gone....... until my phone rang and Sharon said; "Gabby is home, I don't know where she has been, but she is home. 

Who in you life is lost and wandering without being at home with Jesus? You look everywhere but they are gone. Perhaps they have waked away from God because the church or someone in it has hurt them. Perhaps they deal with all of their pain in a destructive way. Maybe they just have never accepted the grace and forgiveness offered without strings attached because they live in guilt and pain. 

I wonder, do we panic when we realize they have slipped away and do we go after them? Understand that badgering them and chasing them doesn't work, in fact it pushes them farther away. Gabby did not come home until she decided that she missed the warmth, food and comfort of home. But it did not stop me from driving all over town calling her by name. 

So PB, what do we do if badgering doesn't work? Well, love them every chance you get. Do not judge them where they are. Odds are pretty good they know they are lost and are already uncomfortable. The best and perhaps most difficult thing to do is to pray, wait and trust the Lord. 

“When I am with those who are weak, I share their weakness, for I want to bring the weak to Christ. Yes, I try to find common ground with everyone, doing everything I can to save some. I do everything to spread the Good News and share in its blessings.” - 1Corinthians 9:22-23 NLT


Peace,

PB

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