The Son of Man came to seek and to save the lost.
Luke 19:10
We’ve all been lost at one time or another, and it’s a scary place to be. Nothing is familiar. We don’t want to admit our lostness, and we surely don’t want anyone else to know about it. Yet, admitting it is the first step to turning the situation around. What if we took some time to explore this state of “lostness,” if for no other reason than to seek momentary clarity and the opportunity it affords us to take our first steps toward being found? What if we pressed into the gamut of uncomfortable and disheartening emotions this declaration stirs up?
Let’s take a little inventory. What can “I’m lost” mean? Perhaps bad directions, a wrong turn, uncertainty, momentary confusion, or a long- term misunderstanding. We mostly associate the phrase with travel and directions. Seldom do we see it as the condition of our lives. Being lost is a shared condition—we all are, or have been, lost in one way or another.
Asking the question Where Am I? might be your first step toward breaking the cycle. What I’m not offering in these pages is an answer. I discovered that was a major part of my problem; I was treating my life like a problem that needed an answer. What I really needed was a perspective that would offer my life an orientation, a long-term remedy that would take my life into a whole new cosmos.
An excerpt from Search and Rescue.
