Every night I take a hot bath. It’s my thing. Don’t get the wrong idea, it’s not a soothing moment set with dim lighting and candles so that the world will melt away. It’s usually accompanied by noisy girls getting ready for bed and videos that I need to catch up on playing on my phone. It’s also really quick because it’s so piping hot! I love climbing into cool, fresh sheets afterwards.
Last night, my routine was no different; however, after twenty minutes in bed, I realized my ring was missing. I had worn this ring from my grandmother on my right hand since I graduated from high school. It is beyond special to me and is also quite valuable. It has the stones from the engagement ring my grandfather gave her when he proposed. After his death, she remarried and had this ring created with those diamonds. When I graduated, she told me I could pick out a ring from her jewelry collection. There were many to choose from because Nana was a very stylish woman. I chose well.
Where could that ring have gone? Down the drain? Patrick and I searched everywhere I’d been that evening, checking nooks and crannies and corners and crevices. I finally fell on the bed and simply prayed. So many times when something has been lost, the Lord has helped me to find it. Isn’t that His nature—to seek and save the lost? I know my ring has nothing to do with salvation, but my sickened heart surely needed saving!
Suddenly, it hit me! I ran to the bathroom and knew right where it was. I had used a loofah bath mitt in the tub, and when I took it off my hand, my ring came off too. I grabbed the mitt and felt something hard inside. Victory!
Most of us know what it feels like to lose things. I have lost friends, family, money, time, and certainly material items. If I had lost this ring, life would have resumed with little change. Yes, it was devastating to lose something so valuable to me, but the reality is it is only a material thing. It won’t last through eternity.
There is one thing I can never lose: my security in my Savior. The worth of my position in Him cannot be measured. He has bought me with a price. He is the Champion of the Lost and Found, redeeming those who were so very far from Him, and drawing us into the presence of the Most High God. This calming truth rests upon those who are His, so much so that we need not fear losing anything of this world. We have what truly matters.
“Or what woman, if she has ten silver coins and loses one coin, does not light a lamp and sweep the house and search carefully until she finds it? When she has found it, she calls together her friends and neighbors, saying, ‘Rejoice with me, for I have found the coin which I had lost!’ In the same way, I tell you, there is joy in the presence of the angels of God over one sinner who repents.” (Luke 15:8-10)