If Mom Can’t Find It, No One Can

I remember one time when I was younger, I had lost something that was my dads. He hadn’t gotten home from work yet, but my mom knew that he would want what I had lost once he was home. She did what every mom would do she asked me where it was. I responded like most kids would and said “I don’t know, I didn’t have it” and so she asked my siblings the same question and found that I was in fact the last one in possession of this object. So she asked again. This time I came clean and said “I don’t remember”. Instead of my mom going into a rant about how I should be more responsible, she simply put my nose in a corner and said I could leave said corner when I could remember where I placed the lost object. Needless to say, it took a bit longer for my memory to come up with the answer, so my mom went into “mom mode”. Did you know this mode is magic? The house may have been torn apart but the lost was found way before my dad came home to notice the object was missing.

Today as I was talking to momma Mary I brought up the fact that all of the pens in the clinic have disappeared. I also brought up that the sharpies, packing tape and even the thermometers have gone missing ever since we started moving things around. I threatened to start having our co-workers empty their pockets before leaving but she looked at me like I was crazy. As I was ranting about the missing items I was reminded that when we started to re-organize the person that was doing a lot of the moving around was no longer with the clinic and so finding said items may not happen. That was pretty much motivation she needed to go into “mom mode”. By the time I had gotten back from my appointment she had found pens and two packages of sharpies. She didn’t have time to look for the thermometers and packing tape but I have no doubt by tomorrow afternoon all will be found.

Christ talks about finding as well. In Luke alone He brought up how a shepherd noticed one of his 100 sheep was missing, so he left his 99 sheep to go out and find the lost one. Christ then brings up a woman who had 10 coins, not 100 or a 1000 but 10 and she lost one. She searched high and low (mom mode was in full swing I am sure) until she found that tenth coin. His last story in Luke 15 was about a lost son. The man’s youngest son wanted his portion of his inheritance, he wanted to get out of his dad’s house and go live on his own. He did this for a while but was very irresponsible with his money and how he lived. So much so that he ran out of money, couldn’t get a job and ended up eating and living with pigs, literally. This is when he came to his senses, he knew that if he just went home at least his dad would give him a job and he could eat with the servants. When he was still a ways off his dad (who had been looking and waiting for him) saw him and instead of scoffing and being angry at his son, he ran to him. His son was lost but was now found.

Sometimes I picture Christ going into “mom mode”. We are all lost. It is noticeable with some people, while others no one would ever know they were lost. Christ knows our hearts. He knows when we are straying and going down a different path. He will search for us, but we also have to want to be found. Unlike moms in search of the elusive toy or tool that their child or husband has lost, Christ will search for us and seek us but we have to make the choice to be found. I love that we are given the choice but being a momma of teenagers it scares me have to death knowing they may choose to go away from Christ. I can lead them to where they were lost but I can’t find their faith for them. This is where my faith in Christ’s “mom mode” must be strong enough to know His love for them is more powerful than my fear of loosing them to this world. Until next time:

Strong? No, my friend, I am far from it. What you’re seeing is simply a weak person with a very strong God.

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