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.