I had a dream in which I was walking among people in crowded streets. It was a happy day with people getting married, shopping and children playing on amusements. It was time for me to head toward home, but standing beside me was a little boy who was alone having become separated from his mother. I took his hand and asked if he lost his Mommy, he nodded, Yes. He was too young to know anything about his whereabouts, so we walked toward the most busy area where many children had been, looking for his Mommy. We walked and walked, pausing occasionally to ask if anyone had seen her. Someone suggested we look down by the water. We asked a doormen who was posted at the door of a church. We searched and walked looking for his Mommy. I never found the boy’s Mommy, and I couldn’t leave him, nor find a person who could help him further, so I did the only thing I could – I woke up. I was surprised that there was no solution, but I reflected about the nature of being lost or separated from ones caretaker. I experienced it twice as a small child, I got separated from her at the clothing store and once they left me at church. In the later instance it was like Yeshua being left, as they thought he was among their group. They found me in both instances, but it was a very scary event for me.
I think people are subject to getting lost on a regular basis, even as adults, but though this world is full of amusements and distractions, there are also bad actors who live upon the lost. Just as Hansel and gretel wandered away and were entrapped by a wicked witch, the world is dangerous like the dark forest. A kind and heroic woodsman delivered the lost brother and sister in the story, but who is there to deliver those in this world.
Yeshua is a Savior and Lord, He calls out to the lost, wayward, and captives. They can tell their story of how they became lost in the desert wilderness, through their rebellion toward God, or looking for riches upon the treacherous seas. (Ps. 107). The scriptures describe our relationship with Yeshua, “Yes, my soul, find rest in God; my hope comes from him. Truly he is my rock and my salvation; he is my fortress, I will not be shaken. My salvation and my honor depend on God ; he is my mighty rock, my refuge. Trust in him at all times, you people; pour out your hearts to him, for God is our refuge.” (Psalm 62: 5-8). There is no shame in becoming lost, even if we were negligent, but to stay that way or recommend it is to be a partner of the enemy. The little boy in my dream knew his Mommy was loving and good and he had the sense to seek help to find her again. Yeshua will never leave or forsake us, though we may wander from Him. He came to seek and save the lost.