The boys of Boy Scout troop 22, Den Ravens B, were given 1 piece of paper. It was handed to them in a plain manilla envelope as the rest of the dens in the troop received theirs. At the appointed time they were told to open it and to begin their task.
As they confidently gazed at the paper, they saw a list of numbers written in two distinct columns. The first column contained what they figured out quickly were paces. The second column were bearings on their compasses. The page was filled with these two columns. Someone sighed… Another’s boys courage began to sink a little.
When combined, the bearings and the paces, would take the boys to their campsite… and to their food for the evening.
But that was hours ago.
Now it was dark; they were hungry. The light from others dens of scouts searching for their campsites still twinkled in the distance, but those lights were further off now, and these eight boys were wading through bogs and grasses that were nearly as tall as they were. Their packs were getting heavier, and their courage and confidence, that was strong at first, was waning. Honestly it was gone.
Then that fateful thought came. . . no one wanted to say it, but when it starts in the back of one person’s mind it becomes like a virus, quickly infecting others. It eats away at the group’s confidence until there is nothing left. Before long everyone was thinking it even if they did not say it. . . You know what it is: “We are lost.”
And when you feel lost in the dark a second thought creeps in. The thought takes any remanence of faith away. This second thought is far scarier than just being lost. The second thought is, ‘we are forgotten.’
No one wants to feel lost, and no one wants to feel forgotten.
Whether it is a sheep who has wandered away from the flock, or a coin that fell between the floorboards of a house, or a group of 8 boys in the woods. . . or . . . even you and I when the violence and the suffering of the day becomes so normal that we shrug and say things like ‘well, what do you expect.’
God has placed us here, in this moment, and we feel the tide of discouragement pushing against us, and the temptation growing to worry that we are lost and that we are forgotten—and no one wants either.
But it can happen, and it does happen.
Today we are going to look at these two parables and notice what Jesus has to offer us as we think about the idea of being Lost and Found.
Move 1- that which is lost.
From my perspective, the subject of these two parables is not the shepherd who seeks the lost sheep, or the women who sweeps her house diligently looking for the coin. The subject of these two parables is what has been lost.
And let us also not simply assume that because both are smaller in size, they are therefore smaller in value—a single sheep when compared to the overall flock or a small coin when examined against the overall value of someone’s full bank account or retirement.
Let’s also notice the sense of ‘lostness’ that takes place in the text—how ‘lostness’ is felt or is experienced. Because this takes a simple story that was written by Luke, and it molds these images in a way that makes them personal. They become our story as well. “Lostness” is a powerful emotional state to be in—a state which Jesus knows that everyone who hears his words: tax collectors and sinners, Pharisees and scribes, even his own followers all know something about.
And today, in this culture, with the stories we share, the ones that we willingly we share and the ones that we must share because they shake us so deeply, we can speak to a greater sense of these days: “Lostness.”
For we know what being lost feels like. When I hear about the trouble in our schools, and I do not have the time to process one shooting or another act of violence before another is presented—I feel lost and wonder about the path of hope.
Or when disagreements which previously ended with people saying, ‘well I do not agree,’ and the two people walked away. Now the end of that encounter is met with violence and hatred and death. I feel lost and I wonder about what happened to free exchange of ideas.
When families are broken apart through death and the results are not mourned on social media or the news, there is greater sense of lostness that is taking hold us of. The list goes on and on.
To help give this feeling some personal application, we are invited to put ourselves in the place of that one sheep who ventured away from the flock, or the single coin that fell away from the others. For while both items carry in themselves some sense of value, alone they are vulnerable. Both items are not whole because they are not in community and not with the Lord.
Alone they can lose some of their identity. Alone, and forgotten, which is how we feel when violence is reported on the news, or testified to in stories at school, makes us think we are lost. . . we are forgotten. . . and I know that this feeling once again has come up.
The feeling that we have wandered away—by choice or by accident—and no one is coming to look for us anymore.
Yet we are here in worship today. We are here to hear from the Lord. Here to encounter the gospel. So if they have been lost, if we have felt lost (which I know you that you have), if we have experienced being forgotten, if we believe that no one is listening, then the gospel’s message is about being found.
Move 2- being found.
What does it feel like to be found?
Going back to my first story, when the boys who were lost in the woods, after dark, with only paces and compass bearings to help them find their way, heard sounds in the woods… sounds that eventually were their leaders coming to find them, what do you think it felt like to be found? I am sure there were sighs of relief and smiles, but later, when they sat together and thought about how badly it felt to be lost, and how their minds took them to the worst possible outcomes for their predicament, I imagine they could speak about being found—maybe not theologically, but they had the words.
In our parables, someone in authority, whether it was the great shepherd who found the sheep, or the women who continued sweeping and looking for the coin, continued their searching and, I assume, continued their calling, until the moment when that which was lost was found.
It might not have been instantaneous, but the call, the searching keeps happening. Relief, when we suffer, and when we cry out to God in our own lost state, is not always immediate, and it does not mean everything is going to be okay in the next breath.
While we would like to think that it is, and while we have come to hope and trust that God is always on the move quickly towards us, that is always what we experience.
For it took the sheep a little while to get separated from the remainder of the flock, and the coin did not just fall to a place where the homeowner could not see it. Falling away, travelling away from God, takes time.
But the gospel message is that both items were ultimately found. When all we heard about was suffering and separation, we can be found by the one who seeks us. They were found not because of the work they did. They were not found because they made the correct affirmation of faith. They were found because of the symbol in the parable of the Lord continued searching for them until they were found.
Can you feel what it felt like in the moment before they were found? The moment before ‘salvation’ came?
They were lost and are not found. The ‘finding’ which takes place is the result of Somone else’s initiative in their life. In this case it is the divine initiative. Whether it was the woman diligently working around her home, or the shepherd looking for the sheep, the work of ‘finding’ lay with the character who represents God.
In this story, we do not find God. The Lord finds us when we need God the most. When we feel totally lost because of all the suffering of this past week, it is the Lord who comes to find us.
And this finding is also decisive. It is not accidental or inadvertent. It the very moment of lostness and place where feel forgotten in a violent, painful world, a world that does all that it can to stop the church from spreading God’s message. God does not stumble upon the lost sheep as The Lord is out running other errands.
No, God seeks what was lost and does not stop until God finds us.
The woman does not open a drawer at home and say, ‘well look here, I found the extra coin I was looking for.’ Rather, she has been at work the entire time and does not rest until she has that coin back in her possession.
Divine initiative. Divine persistence. In the face of feeling lost and forgotten that is the best news that Jesus can offer to the church.
Again, imagine how that feels.
Conclusion
Because that feeling is what you and I are called to share moving forward. We are called to look into the places and moments where we feel and confess that all can be lost and say: NO, all is not lost. The shepherd is looking for you. He will find you. And when he finds you, he will bring you home.
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