Twelve years ago on Christmas Day someone left a little red
hound puppy at the church which is how we got Rudolph (Rudy) the Red Dog. Three
years ago on Christmas Eve Josh found a stray kitten which is how we got a
black cat named Evie. Two years ago Mary Ruth and I went to the Home Depot to
get a Christmas tree and came home with a Chihuahua we named Feliz Puppydad.
After that Lisa said from here on and forevermore no one leaves the house the
week before Christmas. I said it doesn't matter because the strays will find us
which indeed they did as this year as two dachshunds, Pooh and Bob, turned up on
our front porch the week before Christmas Eve. The lessons for Christmas 1c are
about the lost and found. When all was lost because of the sins of Eli’s sons Israel ’s hope
was found in Hannah’s son Samuel. When we lose our voice for praise because of
trying times we find it when we remember praise the Lord is about our being
made and not the sound we make. When we clothe ourselves in the wardrobe of
Colossians we lose the things that don’t fit those chosen by God, holy and
dearly loved, to find the life of love that wears well. And finally the boy
that Mary and Joseph feared they had lost and then found in his Father’s house
was the One who the Father had sent to find them. That same One comes to find
us, whether we know we are lost or not, to provide a future and a hope, which
of course is a permanent place in the Father's house. Feliz Navidad!
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