I’m all for rejoicing. One lost sheep, one found coin. Although one sheep and one coin seem a bit too little to rejoice a lot about. Accounting for the small stuff, there must be more to it. Hmmm.
We are reminded in the Gospel it is the importance of the lost that God goes out looking for, that Jesus seeks. Not as we might imagine, the size of thing lost. The significance of the smallest, of the least.
Hmmm.
For those of us who struggle to think we are enough ever. That we might never be enough, ever. God rejoicing over the smallest and the least makes zero sense. Nada.
I buy in bulk sometimes. More paper towels, save a few pennies and in the process, feel good about my thriftiness. I understand the economy of scale. But beloved, not God, nope. NO economy of scale with God. Just the least one, the smallest thing. When they are found, especially the least, there is as much rejoicing as is heavenly possible.
Rejoice! Even with the thousands of problems and heartaches and sorrows of life, let us learn or remember to rejoice in the finding of one sheep, of one coin, in the small stuff. I hope we can because I believe that when we rejoice, even if for only for a minute, we know something of the joy toward which Christ calls us, which God anticipates for us.
I pray we, ones in need of rejoicing, find comfort in that, and rejoice!
Alison Schultz+
Priest in Charge
