The Lost Phone
'Or what woman having lost her mobile phone, if she loses is, does not try phoning it or search for it under the cushions, or with a torch search all over house and garden until she finds it? When she has found it, she calls up her friends and neighbours, saying, “Rejoice with me, for I have found the phone that I had lost.” Just so, I tell you there is joy in the presence of the angels of God over one sinner who repents.'
(compare the parable of the Lost Coin, Luke 15.8-10. So relevant are the parables of Jesus for all time.)
Copyright © Lisle Ryder | Year Posted 2021
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