The next time you feel like you're alone, the next time you feel like God does't care, remember the stories of parties and lost folks. He cares beyond imagination.
"Or imagine a woman who has ten coins and loses one. Won't she light and lamp and scour the house, looking in every nook and cranny until she finds it? And when she finds it you can be sure she'll call her friends and neighbors: 'Celebrate with me! I found my lost coin!' Count on it -- that's the kind of party God's angels throw every time one lost soul turns to God."
Get that. The angels are party animals. Who knew? Oh, oh and, and a party is thrown every time someone lost comes to his or her senses.
The only qualification is someone lost must be found.
Here's the deal.... someone who didn't know The Lord, didn't accept The Lord, can't find The Lord ... does. Lost, then found, then party.
Imagine the creator of the universe is dancing a jig just because someone who didn't know where to go suddenly has a spiritual GPS. And the GPS is saying, "at the corner, in 300 feet, turn left and go toward the light."
I can only imagine.
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