Could it be that we lost something because had we not lost it, we would have lost ourselves?

It seems that the need to ‘found’ is offset by the fear that we will be exposed in the finding. And in looking at our world, I sometimes wonder if that fear drives some sort of twisted intentionality about being ‘lost’ that will eventually eliminate any possibility of us ever being ‘found?

The greatest darkness imaginable is found when we’ve chosen to walk in ‘some kind’ of light that’s ‘some kind’ of some thing else other than light.

The darkest darkness that I can possibly imagine is the darkness that I thought to be light.

Have we ever thought that being lost is our destination?

With God, being lost is nothing more than an idea that never has and never will be anything more than an idea.

If I’m perplexed by the fact that I’m constantly lost, maybe somewhere in my head I’ve determined that being lost serves a greater purpose than being found.

Being lost but not realizing that we are lost is probably the most lost that any one human being can ever get.

We look around us and we find ourselves confused as to why the world has fallen into such deep darkness. And standing in this descending darkness, what we need to realize is that the farther we move from God, the darker everything gets. And no light of man can illuminate that kind of darkness.