Lost and Found at the Beach
by Deacon Tom Frankenfield
It was a sunny day at the beach when Mike and his mother arrived for a day
of swimming and relaxing. Five year old Mike loved the beach. The salt
smell tickled his nose. The crashing sound of the water was very soothing
to him. Plus, the many sites of people, the waves and sea animals enchanted
him. Finally, Mike always thought that the food his mother brought with them
tasted better at the beach than it did at their home.
Soon, after they had set their place on the beach, Mike became overwhelmed
with all the activity. To his right was a family with a big brown dog.
They would throw a toy and the dog would chase it; catch it and return it to
the family. That was a really fun dog! Mike always wanted a dog of his
own. Mike felt himself moving towards the family as he watched.
Next, Mike became focused on the ocean. The water was very rough that day.
The waves were huge and they changed to white foam as they roughly crashed
into the beach. It was fun watching the teen-agers play in the waves. As
he stared at all this activity, Mike felt himself moving towards the water
as he watched.
Finally, Mike was hungry. He turned towards his mother to see if she was
hungry too when Mike had a big surprise. His mother was GONE! All this
time he was focusing on other people, Mike had been walking away from his
mother’s side. Where was his mother?
Inside Mike was frightened. He tried to call out but words would not come
to him. Like the waves that crashed on the beach, the tears started to
crash down Mike’s face. He began to shake and cry! He thought he was lost!
What would he do?
Suddenly, Mike felt a warm hand on his shoulder. It was his mother! Oh
what a relief.
Mother said, “What is the problem my sweet Mike? I was watching you the
whole time. I would never leave you alone.”
Mike felt so much better. He really thought that he was alone but his
mother was close by. Mike could relax again. After letting out a deep
breath, Mike smiled and said, “Mother, I love you and I never want to be
without you.” In a burst, he grabbed mother’s hand and they went off to the
My friends, God is much like Mike’s mother. He is there for us even if
we are not paying attention in our lives. When we start to get lost, just
call out the name of “Jesus” and you will be relieved.
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