Lost & Found

Remember when you were little and lost something at school. You simply went to the lost and found and hopefully your lost sweat shirt, pen, mitten was there. Don't you wish it were all still so easy?

Last time I wrote we'd just gotten back from the states and things here were a mess. We cried, "Lord, we need your help!" But all looked impossible. We'd lost a bag on the flight. We'd lost a dog at our home (our missionary associate's). We'd lost a girl at the Home of Hope. She'd run away too. All of these looked like impossibilities. We couldn't just go to the lost and found and claim our missing item.

But that night we prayed together as a family. "Lord, you know we've come home and there are lots of messes here. Please help us find our bag. Help us find Lola. Help the women and girls at the Home of Hope. All are impossible, but with you, nothing is impossible."

Our bag wasn't a normal lost bag. One bag had been tagged twice. This bag had no tag. But a day later, it arrived by a different route. It had our name on it and so it came to us.

Starting last Thursday I started to get calls from the girl who had left the Home. Can I come for English? We'd love to have you come. Can I meet you on Monday? I'd love to meet you.

So today she came to meet us at the Home of Hope. Very humbly she asked if she could return to the home. She'd obey the rules, not only that she wants to obey the rules. She saw this is family. Here is peace. Please let her return. She's returned. The excitement was so much in me I forgot to get bread on the way home for our lunch with the pastors.

Then we came home and started our pastor's group and the phone rang, a fellow missionary in Moldova. "We found Lola at the kids' bus stop!!! Sara has come to get her!" Sara came to our house with Lola. Lola was skinny, muddy and miserable looking, but she was back. Even our small dog (Lola's sister, we bought from the same litter) was dancing in joy at Lola's return.

In my last post I also said that I was having major difficulties with staff, but they are understanding their roles and becoming such a blessing. They are seeing how God can use them in this work and each fitting in their place. Plus I need more and I see God beginning to respond to that. I have several who have come and want to help out at the Home.

God specializes in impossibilities. Things that look absolutely impossible to us are things that God specializes in. Thank Him for that today.