Lost and Found
Psalm 139: 1-12
So, when I started this journal, I chose the name lost and found liz on a whim. I can't even remember exactly what brought the name in mind but it was lightening fast. My life was on the verge of change, and it still is (nothing ever seems finished, sadly), and at the time I felt like a piece of me that might have been lost had been uncovered in the midst of all the chaos.
October 2008. The Phils are on the verge of the second World Series Championship in my lifetime. Barack Obama is on the verge of becoming the first black American president. These two things have me deliriously happy! But life is still in upheaval.
So, when I read this psalm, my lost feeling is somewhat intensified. I don't mean that I feel more lost - I mean that I feel the acute difference between my perception of being lost and the very real belief that I am indeed found. "you have searched me and known me" means to me that nothing I do or say escapes God. And yet, in spite of all my mistakes (and believe me, there are things about me that would send you screaming away!), God is still there - wanting to know me. God is there in the form of friends who stand by me, mentors who believe in me, troubles that may slam me up against a wall but do not succeed in slaying me.
So when I say I'm lostandfoundliz, I'm acknowledging the lost-ness of my life which is on-going, and the persistence of Love which continues to pursue and find me.
Tell me, young ones, what YOU think?
So, when I started this journal, I chose the name lost and found liz on a whim. I can't even remember exactly what brought the name in mind but it was lightening fast. My life was on the verge of change, and it still is (nothing ever seems finished, sadly), and at the time I felt like a piece of me that might have been lost had been uncovered in the midst of all the chaos.
October 2008. The Phils are on the verge of the second World Series Championship in my lifetime. Barack Obama is on the verge of becoming the first black American president. These two things have me deliriously happy! But life is still in upheaval.
So, when I read this psalm, my lost feeling is somewhat intensified. I don't mean that I feel more lost - I mean that I feel the acute difference between my perception of being lost and the very real belief that I am indeed found. "you have searched me and known me" means to me that nothing I do or say escapes God. And yet, in spite of all my mistakes (and believe me, there are things about me that would send you screaming away!), God is still there - wanting to know me. God is there in the form of friends who stand by me, mentors who believe in me, troubles that may slam me up against a wall but do not succeed in slaying me.
So when I say I'm lostandfoundliz, I'm acknowledging the lost-ness of my life which is on-going, and the persistence of Love which continues to pursue and find me.
Tell me, young ones, what YOU think?