I called our friends, we were there with, and told our surrounding campsites to start a small search party. We were along the banks of the stream, behind that was a hill, and then a small river. I felt for nearly ten minutes my greatest fear had just became my reality. She has always been a wanderer so I have always kept a close eye on her. How could I have let this happen?
My husband, took one last look over the hill, and there she was playing on the banks of the river. She couldn't hear us call her name, because the sound of the running water. What an overwhelming relief to have my baby back in my arms.
This morning, while sitting in church, the words from one of my favorite songs just kept rolling over and over in my mind.
"Didn't I search until I found YOU?"
You see, God is going to and fro searching for his lost children. Sometimes they are just playing along the banks, and unable to hear his voice. Sometimes they are completely submerged in the river unaware of how to escape the current. Sometimes the enemy has them held captive.
BUT ALWAYS GOD....Will never stop searching until they are found! And oh what a feeling it is to be embraced in our fathers arms once again❤
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