I walked down the hallway this morning and stepped over an empty hamster ball. It didn’t even register with me until I reached the kitchen, and then it connected in my brain: that ball is empty! Otis is LOST!
Otis is my daughter Taylor’s hamster. It was certainly a lapse in good parenting judgment to buy her a hamster for her birthday, but she really wanted it and Tabitha, my wife, had a weak moment! Okay, honestly we both had a weak moment and purchased Otis. I’m not a fan of the little rodent, but Taylor loves him! I haven’t even touched the little ratty guy in the months that we’ve had him, but Taylor cuddles him like he’s her best friend. I can’t tell you that Otis and I share anything in common, but I can tell you that today when I discovered that he was lost, I had one mission in life: to find him! You see, because Otis is valuable to Taylor, Otis is valuable to me!
Later, sitting alone in my office, God whispered to my heart: “You know how you searched for that lost hamster because he is valuable to Taylor? Search for My lost children because they are valuable to Me!” I am a man on a mission and you should be too! Let’s find God’s lost children and bring them home.
By the way, we found Otis. He had wandered his way back into Taylor’s room. Now he is found – safe and sound. That’s my prayer for this Sunday at Waters Edge! May hundreds of God’s lost children wander their way into the room…and may they be found – safe and sound!