We had to celebrate this happy day. For your brother was
dead and has come back to life! He was lost, but now he is found! —Luke 15:32
(NLT)
A few years ago I found a list of things that went missing
from Mama’s room while she was in assisted care. It wasn’t unusual with so many
residents, and the staff always found most of them. Shirts, slacks, towels—the
things that were necessary from day to day to make her life complete would be
missing. Now, not only Mama is missing. Daddy is too. There is no staff to
return them to their place. They are both gone.
On that Resurrection morning, the women went to Jesus’ tomb,
and discovered He was gone. He had died, and His body should have been there. They
were told that He was no longer dead. He was alive! But He was not there. Where could He be? I
may miss Mama and Daddy, but they are still alive. Jesus has found them. One
day I will find them again with Him. Missing them now anticipates their
presence later. Missing them brings the promise of what is to come–healing of
heart and mind and spirit. It is in the missing that I discover He has also
found me.
Resurrection morning is for all who believe. Who you are
certain is missing is only waiting to be found.
© 2018
Lynn Lacher
www.lynnlacher.com
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