You have heard the parable of the woman who lost a coin in her house, and searched for it until she found it, and then celebrated with her neighbors. (Luke 15).
Let me tell you a story: I’ll call it “the lost keys.” Last week I went up north to our cabin for a time of reading and reflection and sermon prep. On Sunday, after having a wonderful walk and lunch with my daughter Erica, her husband Jerry, and their puppy Burton, I headed north. It was a beautiful Sunday afternoon in Minneapolis, and I drove north in my shorts and tee shirt. It was a wonderful drive.
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