I took a flashlight out and searched under the bed, behind the headboard of the bed and behind the dressers. My husband joined in the search for a bit as well.
The shirt is old and not worth much, but the very idea that it had gone missing was bothering me. I checked the dryer and on the floor around the washing machine. I even checked my rag bag to make sure I hadn't mistakenly put it there. After all, it is a worn shirt and I thought perhaps I had not realized what I was doing.
The shirt was no where to be found. I then worried that perhaps I had thrown it away without knowing it. It would not be a first for me to do that.
Suddenly, I felt like the Lord was reminding me of something. 'Now you know what it's like when I am searching for my lost sheep. I leave the fold and go on a hunt much as you are now. I do not give up, but check everywhere and do all I can to restore that one who has stumbled away from me.'
Matthew 18:12-14 '"What do you think? If a man owns a hundred sheep, and one of them wanders away, will he not leave the ninety-nine on the hills and go to look for the one that wandered off? And if he finds it, I tell you the truth, he is happier about that one sheep than about the ninety=nine that did not wander off. In the same way your Father in heaven is not willing that any of these little ones should be lost."
I took a breath and smiled. 'Well, that shirt is not worth much but I know YOU know where it is Lord. I'm not going to worry about it. You always find things that I've lost anyway. Thank you that I am worth more than that shirt. Thank you for finding me when I was not searching for you.'
It dawned on me that I need not worry and fret over my loved ones who seem so far from God and His blessings. He is searching them out with more energy than I ever could.
I then felt like going to my closet and finding something else to wear. I looked down and saw a wadded up cloth. I picked it up and there was my old t shirt. It's worn, and not my best shirt...yet it is comfortable and special to me. Perhaps that is how my Father sees me...not the brightest or the best...but special to Him.