I was on my way to work just as usual. A man came to me and gave out a piece of paper. It was a flyer for finding his daughter. Her present age was thirty nine, and it had her picture when she was eleven with the description of how she looked and what she was wearing. The father, who had been looking for her for about 30 years until now, was handing out the flyers to passersby with his back bent and hands wrinkled. Suddenly, a verse came across my mind.
For the Son of Man came to seek and to save what was lost. (Lk 19:10)
Heavenly Father, too, could not take care of Himself while focusing only on finding His children lost from heaven for thirty-seven long years. I can have comfort in the arms of Mother all thanks to Father’s sacrifice. Father, thank You so much for not giving up finding me.