I really like the little story that Daniel O'Leary tells in his book "Travelling Light". He writes: "It was a dull, flat, February morning. Susan, the teacher, had gathered the reception-class around me. We had just watched the acting-out of the Parable of the Lost Sheep in the school hall. Now, back in the classroom, they were telling me, in turn, why they had chosen the various parts they played - the ninety-nine who stayed secure in the sheep-fold, the brave shepherds who went out searching, the readers of the Parable, and so on. Finally it was Laura's turn, the little girl who had volunteered to play the part of the lost sheep. 'I wanted to be lost,' she said with a small smile, 'so that somebody would come and find me.'"
For all of us there are days when we feel a bit lost. If you do, just remember that there is a Good Shepherd out there, looking for lost sheep.