Our son, Myk has always loved working with wood, and when he was in Junior High school, made his own skateboard. It was unique since he put it all together, painted it clued on the tar paper and attached the special wheels. He was very proud of his work, and so was I.
We were serving in a Church in Bell Gardens, CA and the kids would go to the Church where Dad was working, and do there homework. After homework Myk would ride his skateboard in the church parking lot. One day, for whatever reason, stuck his skateboard behind the bushes by the church and went inside for a while. You guessed it? When he came back for his board it was GONE!
Myk knew he should never have left it outside, as the Church was not is the best of neighborhoods and things at the Church had been stolen before. He was heartsick, but realized it was the consequence of not taking better care of his board and would never see it again.l
After that we always kept an eye out for that unique skateboard....but nothing. Then one day months later I was driving by the Church and saw a kid on Myk's board! I put on the brakes, and yelled at the boy. He stopped in surprise as I jumped out of the car!!
"That's my son's skateboard" I said with amazing authority! "Where did you get it?"
I think I almost scared the pants off the young man, as he said trembling, "I bought it from a guy". He said he didn't know the person's name he bought it from, but told me he paid $20. for it. Since I was bigger than the kid, and determined to get Myk's skateboard back, I took the board from is hand, and gave him $20. As I calmed down, I told him how much work Myk had put into the board, that he had created it and loved it and wanted it back.
He walked off with his $20 and I walked back to my car with Myk's board!
What a reminder....God created us and loved us. Then we were lost, and he sought us and then bought us back with a high price when he died on the Cross. I'm so glad He did!