Lost and Found

Maybe it was a mistake coming to the South Coast in August, the windy month. Even the woolly-necked storks are ruffled by the wind.

We are now at Scottburgh Caravan Park on a site facing the sea. We arrived yesterday afternoon but didn’t put up the gazebo because the management warned us there would be winds of 69km per hour. After a good night’s sleep we tackled the set up today, trying to get it done before 10am, when the wind would pick up once more. We didn’t quite make it but the main structure was up before we had to battle the wind.

When we were done, we couldn’t find our pole bag anywhere. We had last seen it on a low wall at the front of our site. We assumed it had been blown away. My husband walked the beach in front of us, looked in the bushes in front of the wall, checked nearby campsites, visited the washing line area and the office in case it had been found but after forty five minutes he had to give up. I assured him I could make another one once we got back home.

Nevertheless, when he said grace, he tacked on the sentence, “And please help us find our peg bag.” I didn’t hold out much hope.

Before visiting the restaurant for our complimentary free cups of coffee, we had to secure our tent. One peg at the bottom of the front wall kept coming out. My husband hit on the idea of using stones to hold down the skirting at the bottom. To his utter amazement, while he was looking for large stones, there in the bushes, where he had looked an hour earlier, was the missing bag. We were flabbergasted, rejoicing and giving thanks to the Lord.

Jesus told a parable about a woman who lost one of ten silver coins. When she found it she called her friends and neighbours together saying, “Rejoice with me; I have found my lost coin.” We can identify.

Jesus said, “In the same way, I tell you, there is rejoicing in the presence of the angels of God over one sinner who repents.” (Luke 15:9-10)

My Prayer

Lord Jesus, thank You for the parables You told which help us understand. May I never underestimate Your power. Amen.

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