There is an old story about a West Virginia lad who was sitting on a fence at the crossing of two narrow roads. A man in a very large car with New York plates roared to a stop in front of him, let down the electric window and said, "Young man, I'm lost. Can you tell me where this road goes?"
He said, "No sir, I can't."
The man said, "Well, can you tell me where that road goes?"
The boy said, "No sir, I can't."
The man said, "Well, young man, don't you know anything?"
The boy said, "I know I'm not lost."
When you find Christ, you know this: You are not lost.
Luke 15 is all about what is lost and then found. The shepherd leaves his 99 sheep to find the one; the woman searches for one coin, and a lost son comes home. In each case there, celebration that what was lost has been found.
If that isn’t the good news, I don’t know what it. A blessed October to all of you.