Lost People Matter. Their value determines your intensity.

"Or suppose a woman has ten silver coins and loses one. Does she not light a lamp, sweep the house and search carefully until she finds it? And when she finds it, she calls her friends and neighbors together and says, “Rejoice with me; I have found my lost coin.” In the same way, I tell you, there is rejoicing in the presence of the angels of God over one sinner who repents” (Luke 15:8–10).

When I lose my car keys or my wife loses a contact lens, “operation recovery” immediately goes into effect. I have taken apart traps in bathroom sink drains, returned to restaurants, and even dismantled our living room furniture. On the other hand, when I lose a blue sock deserving retirement anyway, I don’t fret until I find it. The value of lost items determines the intensity of my search-and-rescue efforts.
When the religious leaders of Jesus’ day criticized him for hanging out with sinners, Jesus told three stories about lost items: a lost sheep (Luke 15:1-7), a lost coin (Luke 5:8-10), and a lost son (Luke 15:11-32). The shepherd left 99 sheep in a secure place to search for one lost sheep. He didn’t say, “Oh well, 99 percent isn’t bad. You’re going to lose one once in a while.” The peasant woman swept the reed-covered dirt floor until she spied the lost coin. She didn’t say, “Oh well, it’s only a day’s wage.” The father checked the road for the sign of his lost son’s return. He didn’t say, “Forget him. If he’s going to be such an idiot, then I’ll pour my life into my older son.”
In each case, the value of what was lost dictated an intensive search.
Jesus is saying that the value of lost people demands an intensive search for them. Our failures to reach our communities stem more from faulty perspective than from faulty technique. Intensive searches happen only when we place a premium on the lost item. Technique usually takes care of itself when we share Jesus’ perspective.
When we bump into people during the day, how do we view them? We notice that Todd is unfriendly. The truth is, he is lost. We know that Katie grew up in Buffalo, New York. The truth is, she is lost. We think of Rob as a kind grandfather and a reliable neighbor. The truth is, he is lost.
If people are really lost, and if these lost people are valuable, then an intensive search-and-rescue mission is in order. When we value lost people as Jesus did, outreach will happen, and more people will sing, “I once was lost, but now am found, ’twas blind, but now I see.”
—Steven D. Mathewson

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