I Don't Fit In1
In the same way, there is more joy in heaven over one lost sinner who repents and returns to God than over ninety-nine others who are righteous and haven’t strayed away! Luke 15:7 NLT
We had to celebrate this happy day. For your brother was dead and has come back to life! He was lost, but now he is found! Luke 15:32 NLT
I remember what that felt like, do you?
It's a very lonely feeling. I imagine how the prodigal son felt or how the lost sheep felt who was brought back into the fold.
We read these stories and think, "Oh yea, they're back!" but do we stop to consider what happened in their next day, next week or next month?
The prodigal son did not make good choices. When he finally gave up doing things his own way, he went back home to his father. You KNOW that had to feel awkward. He was probably still a bit smelly from the pigs. His mind was filled with the images of filth in his life.
I remember feeling, "I don't fit in."
The pull back to God by the Holy Spirit was so strong that I had to make the move. But honestly, once I walked the aisle to give my life over to God, I felt out of place. I looked around that room of churchy people and thought, "I can never be one of them. I'm too bad, too dirty, too far gone."
I think as Christians, we sometimes forget what that felt like or maybe some Christians have never been in those shoes. We pray the prayer of forgiveness with a lost sheep, pat them on the back, go grab our coat and head for the door. While the newborn Christian sits and wonders, "What do I do now? I don't fit in."
A few years ago, I watched a lonely sheep make her way to the front of the church. Immediately my heart began to feel that familiar knock, "Go!" "I don't know her, Lord," I said to Him. The knock got more pronounced as it pushed in on my chest.
As we sang our departing song, I turned to my husband and said, "I need to go to her." He said, "Go." I went to the side room she had slipped into as the service was ending. There on the floor... still weeping was this precious lamb, talking to one of our pastors.
Tears were streaming down both of our faces as I reached out and said, "My name is Luann and I've been where you are." It was as if God immediately bound our hearts. We talked, hugged, cried and exchanged contact information. I have walked with this baby and now she runs to help others... who "have been where she was."
If you feel like "you don't fit in" let me assure you, you do! We are all broken vessels in the hands of a Master Designer! If you're a Christian who has forgotten what it was like to feel alone and out of place, will you ask God to help you see someone who needs your encouragement? There may be a newborn Christian within your reach who feels "they don't fit in" and you may be the arm they need around their shoulder. Go and love on God's lonely children today.