Lost Child

I had a terrible dream last night.  I dreamed that my son, Nathaniel climbed up into a car that then rolled away.  All night in my dream I was searching the streets desperately trying to find the car that he was in.  It was horrible.  I would dream a while then wake up then have the same dream then wake up ... and it continued that way until morning.

I am reminded of the following verse:

Luke 16:13 - "and not many days after, the  younger son gathered all together, journeyed to a far country, and there wasted his possessions with prodigal living."

My love, even for my own son, is not perfect because I am not perfect.  God's love for His children is perfect.  I think about the horror I felt during that dream and wonder just how deep God's sorrow is for His lost children.

Luke 16:7 - "I say to you that likewise there will be more joy in heaven over one sinner who repents than over ninety-nine just persons who need no repentance."