Lost – A Love Story

“The world is a dangerous place, not because of those who do evil, but because of those who look on and do nothing.” – Albert Einstein

He who angers you conquers you. – Elizabeth Kenny

Live as you will have wished to have lived when you are dying – Christ Gellert
No flattery can heal a bad conscience, so no slander can hurt a good one.” – Thomas Watson

“The teacher is always silent when the test is given. When God is silent in your life, you are being tested.” -Rick Warren

LOST – A love story

It was May 1944, as usual my Aunt waited patiently for the mailman to do his daily run.  As he walked down the side walk, she ran eagerly to see if she finally had a letter from her beloved husband who was overseas, fighting in WW2.

As the mailman handed her mail, she tore thru the envelopes:  Nothing, nothing at all from her husband. Her countenance dropped once again and fear began to sneak back into her life.

JOHN 10;10 The thief comes not but to steal, kill and destroy, I have come to give you life and life more abundantly.

The thief (Satan) was operating overtime in her life. He was stealing all of her hope, destroying her peace and killing her dreams of a future.

During WW2 All of the men in our family had been drafted! The wives left at home were anxiously awaiting not only the end of the war, but the safe return of their husbands.  Remember, at that time, there was no Internet, and no way to be in contact with each other, other than by regular very slow mail.  This may be where the term snail mail originated. The mail often ran 2-3 months behind, and when it was finally delivered, it was censored with black ink markers drawn thru most of the letter.  Sometimes the sensitive parts were cut out by scissors making the letter look like some sort of Swiss cheese with black marks!

Tensions were high and the wives lived in constant fear. As the war drew to an end, the soldiers slowly began coming home.  There was an unwritten code amongst these soldiers in those days that; they did not bring the horrors of the war home.  They wanted to protect their loved ones from the terrible situations that they had faced. Very little had been said in letters, and as they arrived home, their silence left the wives confused and with even more fear about what their husbands had experienced. These men valued honor above almost everything.

Soon all of the brothers were home except for my Uncle.  No one had heard from him.  His letters had stopped about 6 months earlier.  My aunt and her toddler son prayed daily for his safe return.
Soon she began to fear that he was truly dead. Her hope had dwindled, but yet she had no desire to continue on without him. Months went by, soon a year had passed and no contact at all. My Aunt went to work and to church, but nothing seemed to relieve her fears. One night in prayer, it was revealed to her that her husband was alive.  She was excited, but did not know how to find him.
John 16:13 Howbeit when he, the Spirit of truth, is come, he will guide you into all truth: for he shall not speak of himself; but whatsoever he shall hear, that shall he speak: and he will shew you things to come.

On Sundays our family had a tradition of meeting at our grandparent’s house for Sunday dinner.  Everyone was there except of course my Uncle. Part of our Sunday afternoon’s was to all share the Sunday paper. Now we lived in northern Indiana, and getting the Chicago Sunday newspaper was the highlight of that afternoon. Grandpa always got the sports section first. My aunt’s son (the oldest nephew) always got the comics and then reluctantly read them out loud to my brother and I because we were too young to read. After most of the paper had been passed out, My Aunt took the left over part which was a page on local neighborhood interests in Chicago.

As she picked up that part of paper on the front page there was a picture with a large crowd on the streets of Chicago. Prompted by the Holy Spirit she began looking at each face, and there she saw her husband! He was alive, but what was he doing on the streets of Chicago? He had rarely been in Chicago and hardly knew his way around. She prayed and asked God what to do. He told her to go get her husband.
1 Samuel 30:8
And David enquired at the LORD, saying, Shall I pursue after this troop? shall I overtake them? And he answered him, Pursue: for thou shalt surely overtake them, and without fail recover all.

This was a word from God just for her! Now remember that this was during the 40’s and for a woman to go alone to Chicago, was extremely risky.

John 18:9
This happened so that the words he had spoken would be fulfilled: “I have not lost one of those you gave me.”

She knew that God would be with her. She knew somehow without reason that she would find her husband.  God had been a focal point in their life and marriage; she now put all of her trust into this scripture:

Luke 15:32 But we had to celebrate and be glad, because this brother of yours was dead and is alive again; he was lost and is found.’

She called the newspaper, found the photographer and then located the street where the picture was taken. Now my aunt was about 4’10´ and weighed maybe 80 pounds, but she became a Pitt Bull Dog to find her husband. She knew God was with her

Zechariah 4:6 So he said to me, “This is the word of the LORD to Zerubbabel: ‘Not by might nor by power, but by my Spirit,’ says the LORD Almighty.

She knew that the Holy Spirit of God would lead her in the right direction. Thru her adventure on the streets of Chicago, My Aunt stayed in faith, using the strength of the spirit of God to lead her.

Finally she located him, and they were both overjoyed. She was happy, yet hurt:  she asked him why did he run away?
He told her the following story:

He had suffered what they then termed shell shock, now called post traumatic stress syndrome.  He had been wounded and was ashamed. He felt he had dishonored the family by being wounded and being discharged because of his mental state.  He just wanted to fade away. He felt he was in sin. He was so ashamed, he did not want to return home or return back to God.

Now as we reflect on this story have you ever had a time when you were faced with an overwhelming situation?  When you just wanted to hide from everyone and everything? Crawling into a warm soft bed, pull the cover over your head and just let the world go by? I think we have all been there.

This is a perfect time for the enemy to step in and convince us that we are failures, not loved and unable to ever get anything right. It is at this time when you are totally broken that the words of our Lord
Isaiah 61:1 The Spirit of the Lord GOD is upon me; because the LORD hath anointed me to preach good tidings unto the meek; he hath sent me to bind up the brokenhearted, to proclaim liberty to the captives, and the opening of the prison to them that are bound;

He has come to heal the broken hearted. My uncle was broken hearted, he was shattered, and he was held captive by fear and oppression.

The enemy wanted to destroy the family HE HAD COME TO STEAL, KILL AND DESTROY, my aunt and especially my uncle. But God, our God he made sure that my uncle was in the randomly snapped picture, he made sure that my aunt saw the picture and then he opened the door for her to find her husband. JESUS CAME TO GIVE LIFE, AND LIFE MORE ABUNDANTLY.

Life was now back: in both of their lives.

My uncle became so grateful for his new found life with his family; he became the most loving kind man I have ever known

2 Corinthians 5:17 Therefore if any man be in Christ, he is a new creature: old things are passed away; behold, all things are become new.

Now this story about my uncle could have ended differently. My aunt could have refused to listen to the Holy Spirit. She could have said:  I can’t do this. But instead she said:

Philippians 4:13 I can do all things through Christ which strengtheneth me.

My uncle could have run again, but the love of God led her to him and he saw the love, and reconciled them and gave them an abundant, full life.

Joel 2:25 And I will restore to you the years that the locust hath eaten, the cankerworm, and the caterpiller, and the palmerworm, my great army which I sent among you.

From this story I want you to realize that nothing is ever lost, thru the word of God all will be found and the lost years will be restored.

So regardless of how you feel physically or spiritually:  With Jesus as the head of your life you can never be LOST.