I love my kids. Every parent who loves their child(ren) knows the horror of thinking, even for a moment, that they went missing. I can say from first hand experience that this is one of the most horrific times in a parent's life.
WHERE IS MY CHILD?
What follows the realization that you do not know where they are is a deep sense of shame and what I can only call adrenaline fueled panic. Fortunately for most of us, this feeling lasts only a minute and we find our kid(s) playing or wondering or whatever they where doing the moment before we lost track.
Next week at Bethany Baptist Church we will be looking at our change in position... from slave to son. Until then, consider the following:
Then the eleven disciples went to Galilee, to the mountain where Jesus had told them to go. When they saw him, they worshiped him; but some doubted. Then Jesus came to them and said, "All authority in heaven and on earth has been given to me. Therefore go and make disciples of all nations, baptizing them in the name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit, and teaching them to obey everything I have commanded you. And surely I am with you always, to the very end of the age."
Matthew 28:16 - 20
Jesus knows where you are... even if you feel like you are all alone.