Lost and Found

Thoughts from here and there…
Father Tom Walsh in Laughing Matters, tells a wonderful story that may find its practical application in our own lives
One day, as I was taking my walk through the aisles of cars, a woman stopped me and said, “Hey, fellow, are you having trouble finding your car?”
Not willing to admit to my foible, I countered with, “No, ma’am, I always walk up and down these aisles. Love that carbon monoxide!” Then, feeling some guilt about lying to a caring person, I leaned against a car in the lot and said, “Frankly, lady, I don’t know where the heck it is parked.”
She responded, “Here, I’ll help you. What kind of a car is it?” I told her that it was a red Camero.
She then said, “Would that be it, the one you are leaning on?”
I looked around and yep, there it was.
Then she said, “Will you help me find mine?”
Astonished, I asked, “You mean you have the same trouble as I?….Then I’m not the only one!”
Together we found her car and then I came back…and couldn’t find mine again.
But it was a glorious day for me to find out that I was not the only one. I felt better. I now revel in the knowledge that I am just one member of a great secret society of good people, nice people, like me, who are sometimes a bit lost.
Does this apply to us, members of a congregation who sometimes feel a little lost when we are only one member in a great society of caring, searching, people of God?

Father Tom Walsh in Laughing Matters, pp. 98-99