He loves them more

At church this morning I was reminded of the scariest day of my life.  My daughter was close to two years old. We were on Macinac Island for the day with our friends Ted, Sandy and their girls.  We were in town shopping.  John was in the stroller and we all took turns holding Meghan's hand.  All of a sudden I noticed no one had her. To say I panicked would be an understatement. I can still remember the exact outfit (pink with flowers matching her capris and pigtails) she was wearing as if it were yesterday. We separated and asked everyone if they saw our little girl. I ran back to the store with the baby dolls.  I was sure she was there. No.  It felt like everything was in slow motion.  I wanted everyone to stop what they were doing and help us find her but nobody did.  They just went about their business. I was sure someone kidnapped her since she was so adorable.We finally found her sitting at a picnic table with a police officer.  She wasn't the least bit worried. She was probably gone for 7 minutes tops but it felt like a lifetime.  We went straight for the bar.  Now as I recall that day I believe we should have gone straight to our knees to Thank God for protecting our little girl.

A week later Meghan choked on a life saver when John was getting baptized. It was the second scariest day of my life.

I know how much I love my kids.  Anyone who has children knows the terror of this story. The thing is, God loves them a million times more than we do!!   If you haven't read Luke 15 it will help you better understand.  I'm praying for lost children everywhere tonight.

Lord, help us to care about what You care about.  We want to be a Blessing to others!