Have you ever lost something? It could be as simple as a cell phone or as complicated as a loved one, but the process following the loss is often the same. Our cat has been gone for two days now, which is a good sign that something is out of the ordinary, and in this common example of loss, I'm seeing the threads that are true for all scenarios when we are in search of what's gone.
We go to the familiar places first. We check what we know. We run through our schedules, our routines, where we normally put stuff. The same is true with loved ones. We see them where they once were, we imagine they're just around the corner. And even in the coping, we return to what's familiar: faith, vices, coping mechanisms--where we've been before.
And then we start thinking outside of the box. "Well, what if I search the woods with a flashlight, or crawl under the house in the crawl space, or post a flyer, or ask the neighbors?" It's our last ditch effort to find order in the midst of confusion, to exercise our ability to affect the situation.
Then, lastly, we acknowledge reality. We admit it's out of our control. We break down and buy the new cell phone that we are never going to find. We stop staring out the window, hoping to see our furry friend trotting out of the woods. We make peace that our loved one is gone. We accept the support those around us have been offering the whole time...
In almost every phase of life I think we are all in search of something, whether it's the person who will finally make us "happy," our wallet that's mysteriously disappeared, or simply the pursuit of peace that has fled for a time, we are in one stage of the process.
My hope, and my wish for you, is that as we search, we will acknowledge the support that's already waiting for us to look up from our frantic wanderings, to lean into the peace that is already present and available, and trust that all things are working for our good and His glory.