LUKE 15:1-10
Surgery on my left hand several years ago meant that I had to move my wedding ring to my right hand for a time. It was a looser fit and one day during that period I became aware that the ring was missing! I was incomplete. I searched everywhere in our house, trying to remember what I had been doing, where I had moved. I searched through cupboards and drawers I had opened and some that I had not. It was an agitated, even frantic search but eventually I found the lost ring. My anxiety was swept away by relief… and great joy.
© Jeff Shrowder, 2013.
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