LOST DOLL IN THE BOX
As I walked around the Church early one Sunday morning, I saw a sight that struck a cord in my heart. Sitting on the table near the sanctuary entrance was the Lost and Found box. Nothing spectacular, just a cardboard box with the words “Lost and Found” written in magic marker on the side. But in the box, nearly filling it, was some little girl’s doll. The way the doll was laid in the box is what struck me. The doll looked as if she was resting comfortably in the box waiting for her little girl to come claim her. Her arms were extended out and it looked as if she were saying, “Please come get me. I’m lost and I need to be found. Please hunt for me and take me home.” And that is so very much like us, isn’t it. Sometimes we think that God has forgotten us or left us lying on the pew in…
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