"Why were you looking for me? Did you not know that I must be in my Father's house?" Luke 1:49
These 2 sentences stab me in the heart every time. Why am I always looking for him? Haven't I already found him?
I fail daily to keep him at the center of all I do. I lose him in the crowd and the noise of my thoughts and actions. I have to keep looking for him.
If I would just focus! He isn't truly lost. It's me who is lost. He remains beside me, vigilant.
I am the one who wanders away and is not in his Father's house.
Some of the Lord's houses I've had the privilege of visiting: (top, left, going clockwise) Basilica of the National Shrine of the Immaculate Conception in Washington, D.C.; Subiaco Monastery in Paris, Arkansas; Christ Cathedral and Our Lady of La Vang Shrine in Garden Grove, California; Shrine of the Most Blessed Sacrament of Our Lady of the Angels Monastery in Hanceville, AL; Basilica of St Lawrence, Deacon and Martyr in Ashville, North Carolina; and San Xavier del Bac Mission in Tucson, Arizona. The pictures are my own and a quick note, the Basilica of St Lawrence isn't really that red. It was just how the light hit it on a cloudy day right before the beginning of dusk.
