The new go-kart has proven popular with the grandchildren –
even those who can’t yet reach the pedals – and the children of friends who are
visiting. After some left last week, Don noticed a bolt and washer were missing
from the steering mechanism, and the ‘nose’ had been scuffed. The first
scratches are always the worst.
We needed to find the missing bolt. As I walked down the
drive to collect the recycling barrel, I noticed something glinting in the sun.
A tiny brass washer. No sign of a black plastic bolt nearby, but Don confirmed
this washer was the missing one. So, after spending more time picking more
cherries, I took a stroll down the drive again, this time actively engaging the
help of God, who knows where everything is. I knew he could guide me to where
the missing bolt might lay and sure enough, I saw it lying beneath the
overhanging branches of a dog rose. I didn’t hear a voice; I didn’t feel
anything supernatural, but I was somehow really aware that my helper was with
me and guiding me.
I will never leave you, Jesus promised his disciples. He
told the tale of the woman who lost a coin in her house and didn’t stop looking
until it was found. He is a loving Lord who wants to find the lost. A plastic
bolt doesn’t look like much, but in the long run it might greatly affect the
operation of this toy. God knows the potential of every individual and sees the
possibilities. With his help, we can partner with him to find and restore the
lost.
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