Luke 15:8-10 The Message (MSG) The Story of the Lost Coin 8-10 “Or imagine a woman who has ten coins and loses one. Won’t she light a lamp and scour the house, looking in every nook and cranny until she finds it? And when she finds it you can be sure she’ll call her friends and neighbors: ‘Celebrate with me! I found my lost coin!’ Count on it—that’s the kind of party God’s angels throw every time one lost soul turns to God.”
We’ve all lost the remote… come on, admit it...….Especially that remote that doesn’t do anything, you know the one that came with the TV and you only use to switch the input so you can watch a DVD. You go to watch a DVD and oh no, it’s not where you usually keep it. So you tear the house apart looking for it. Is it under coffee table? Behind the pillows? As time goes on the places you look are less and less likely to be a spot the remote should be in. Did you check the freezer?
It’s not usually on your mind, you know where it is, you know it’s safe and will be there when you need it. Every time you go to use the remote and it is there you don’t celebrate that it’s there, as reliable as always. But when it goes missing suddenly the world stops until you find it and when you do … whoo hooo you found it. Suddenly the least useful remote is the most important thing; just by it being lost its priority in our world is raised.
I picture the found a lost soul dance to be pretty similar to the found the remote dance. That’s not to say that the souls that are not lost are unimportant to God. It’s just that he knows were safe and where we need to be, and that we will be there to do his work on earth when he needs us. Don’t be jealous of the attention from God that the lost soul is given, we will all be lost at some point and the angles will rejoice when we find our way home too. Our cell phones can sympathize, although it wasn’t lost this time it most certainly will be at some point.
There’s probably not a child (or adult) in America who doesn’t know these words — the 40-year-old theme song of the children’s television series Sesame Street. Kids love it and parents are tormented by it.
But, you wouldn’t know how to get to this place unless it had an address.
The prophet Jeremiah wondered if the people of Israel knew how to get to the Potter’s House. The word of the Lord came to Jeremiah: “Come, go down to the potter’s house, and there I will let you hear my words” (vv. 1-2). So the prophet followed a well-known dirt road across a dry riverbed and found the potter working at his wheel. “The vessel he was making of clay was spoiled in the potter’s hand,” reported Jeremiah, “and he reworked it into another vessel, as seemed good to him” (v. 4).
Jeremiah realized that the work of the potter was an illustration of how God was shaping the people of Israel. The clay in the potter’s hand was exactly like Israel in God’s hand (v. 6). The prophet realized that God controls the fate of entire groups of people as easily as a potter manipulates a lump of clay.
But unless we find the potter’s address, we will never be shaped into the people God wants us to be. We’ll end up being less loving, graceful, hopeful, connected and content than we could be. We’ll never experience the truly abundant and everlasting life that we could enjoy.
So take a turn toward the place where God will remold you. Don’t be distracted by dirt roads and dry riverbeds that can lead you off course. Keep turning away from evil and toward Jesus Christ. And let yourself be shaped into a person who is right with God and right with neighbors — one who shows Jesus to the world.