For 27 hours this past week, a five-year old boy was missing in the Wellington area of Prince Edward County. Police and OPP from the entire Quinte region, as well as search and rescue units from local bases were involved in the search.
He and his family had been playing hide and seek in a corn field, and he just. got. lost.
I recall at camp once doing just the same thing in a corn field with a bunch of kids. In amongst the corn stalks there is a complete absence of points of reference. Every direction is the same.
Thank goodness, this little boy was found, and despite high temperatures and lack of water for 27 hours, he was just fine. Our local radio stations joyfully spread the news of a happy ending, for a change.
Do you think, as he lay there alone, he was conscious of how MASSIVE the effort to find him really was? Did he lie there in faith that he would be found? That it would be just a matter of time? Or was he reaching the end of his rope quickly, accompanied by fear and doubt?
Are we conscious, day to day, of just how MASSIVE the effort that God expends, to find us? Do we trust that He will? Or do we sabotage His every effort? Do we doubt? And in doubting, do we push Him away?
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