Lost and Found

I had a similar experience last Friday, except I found something that was not lost. My story began when on the day before my grandson’s wedding, I still had not found anything special to wear to his wedding.

Oren

The creator stripped Oren’s beauty from him. For the first time in his life, Oren felt naked. All his flaws that he had guarded so religiously were exposed. He began to feel shame. He wanted to hide, but there was no place to run; no place to hide.

Who is God?

Joy? I thought. “Are we talking about the same God?” I asked my friend. Then I explained my fearful thoughts I had about God and about dying. Pastor Jared Carlson said in his sermon, “When life is lived apart from the Author of Life, death is all that remains.” That is were I had been living.