I often feel lost. Lost in the whirlwind of my life. Lost in my to-do list. Lost in a bleak view of things to come. But, this week, I have lost something else. This week, I was lost in love. Not the type of love that leads you to serious relationships, but the type of love that makes you feel worthy. It isn’t often that I feel lost in love anymore. But, this week, I felt like those around me were truly loving on me. They weren’t hugging me or saying they loved me. But, they were showing me love. They were inviting me to be a part of “them”. They were sincerely interested in me and how I fit with them. They were appreciative. They were inviting. They were friendly and attentive.
I like this feeling of lost. I like being able to feel comfortable and safe and belonging. Being lost in those things is being lost in grace and love. Being lost in those things is being lost from all those stressful things in life. And being lost in those helps me to find myself again.