Jesus told a story about a son who messed up ( was lost ) and then came to His senses and came home. The Father in the story (who represents God) is overjoyed that His son should come home, welcomes him with open arms and throws a big party.
We lost our son when he was 3 and got a glimpse of what losing him long-term might mean. Father God lost His children in Eden to the father of lies, and does everything so we could come home.
The day had started well enough
On holiday in Cornwall
Car packed up breakfast done
Another great beach day for everyone
Buckets spades towels trunks
Food & drink Wind- break
Rubber mallet Deck – chairs
Plastic cups First-aid
Cricket stuff French boules
Volleyball with net
Surf – boards Wet -suits
Inflatable boat With long rope
Oh and an umbrella in case we get wet
Football Wooden bats
Tennis ball on elastic
Sun-cream Sun hats
It’s going to be fantastic
Stunt-kite Fishing nets
Crab line
Do you reckon that’s that
Oh ..sunglasses Beach bags
Blankets Roll up mats
There’s only one thing, let me think
We didn’t pack the kitchen sink!
Happy days, hours of fun
Simple pleasures, lots to be done
Don’t need much to fill the days
Off we go on our holidays
Surfing, beach-ball Rounders too
Rock pools Cricket
“Need the loo”
“Well go into the dunes then ! “
Sarnies coffee Melting ice cream
Competitions Living the dream
Dad gets buried in the sand
Everything going as planned
Then all of a sudden, someone says
Has anyone seen Ben ?
Do you mean our 3 year old son , Ben ?
What, is he not here then ?
I thought you had him
No … I thought he was with you
When did we last see him?
When you scored 392 at cricket
Then went off with the wickets
And we all followed back to base
We must have left him in our haste
To celebrate your victory
Woops, only 1000+ people on this beach
An incoming tide within reach
Don’t get frantic, let’s keep calm
I’m sure he won’t come to any harm
Have you seen a little boy
Three years old Blonde hair, blue eyes
About this size Wearing a cap?
Sorry mate, must be loads like that
That was ok for 15 minutes
But after that …..we become
Nonsensical Irrational
Anxious Full of fear
Heart thumping Mind racing
Nerve jangling Emotionally drained
And close to tears
The list of stuff
We brought with us
Is not enough
To deal with this situation
We have to dig much deeper
After half an hour and our nerves in tatters
An amazing life-guard walks up hand-in-hand
with all that matters
Our little lost son is found
He’s not perturbed
Had wandered around
Undisturbed
Near the Pavilion
Completely happy
Splendid oblivion
The little chappie
Oh sweet relief
Father God lost His children in Eden
Which was the reason
Jesus came to find them
And bring us back to Heaven
For God would rather
We be back home
In the arms of our Heavenly Father
