Gasp! Aahhhhh! Only 2 driver’s licenses in my hand! I left the car with 3, and what
happened? I retraced my steps down the
hall, out the school and onto the sidewalk, across the parking lot and back to
the car. No license in the front seat
where I’d been sitting. Not in my
purse. Not anywhere. Until my coworker exclaims, “Here it is!” And slowing in near disbelief, I question,
“In the backseat?! How did it get there?” My coworker adds, “I never saw it drop back here!” It was by her feet on the floor on the passenger
side. And what really happened? I still don’t know. But each time I rethink this scenario,
I ponder a larger picture. Returning to
the moment I realized my license missing, I remember inquiring of people along
the way. In the school office, I left a
message, and one worker said she’d notify Maintenance, just in case they found
something. At the table of PTA ladies in
the hallway, I stopped to ask if anyone turned in a stray license. Afterward while still searching outside, I had one
of the ladies so kindly approach me, “Did you ever find your
license?” I replied, “No. I’m still looking. I’m asking the Lord to show it to me.” And after she left campus to go home, I kept wondering if this
lady was going to have something come up lost in her future. Could the Lord be speaking into her by illustrating
with my scenario? Was He preparing her to
seek Him later for her loss? Initially
my panic over the license conjured nightmares of identity theft. Waiting in line to replace my license would be such a hassle. But that's all selfish on my part. Sure, it’s possible the
Lord mysteriously let my license land in the backseat, all for greater purpose
beyond me. Sometimes we don’t see mysteries solve out because the
greater purpose isn’t in our realm. Yet
even for the narrower view here, I love that the Lord came to my rescue. This is one of many theatre trips with an interesting twist. Luke
19:10 reads with broader meaning now, “For the Son of Man came to seek and to
save what was lost.”
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