For those of us of a certain vintage (read: age), there was time, before microwave ovens and cordless (not just cellular) phones, when television programming wasn’t a 24-hour thing. At the end of the day, the television station would sign-off and continuously display a test-pattern of sorts. Think of it as the yule log fireplace stream but without movement…and without the log…and without  the fireplace.

But even prior to the test pattern and the obligatory playing of the national anthem, an announcer would intone (with a deep and ominous voice), “It’s 11 o’clock. Do you know where your children are?” 

I’m not sure why this came to mind except that as I write this it’s Monday evening and I was thinking, does my Father know where I am?

Of course He does!

Let me turn the phrase a bit.

Do I know where I am?

Too often, the events and less than optimal choices life affords can leave us confused and, even worse, lost. Too often when we’re lost we run even faster, attempting to outrun our lost state.

Thankfully, no matter how lost I feel or fast I run, I’m never beyond the view and reach of my Father.

Lauren Daigle may have put it best,

Amen. 

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Pastor Mark

A p-k (preacher’s kid), Mark is the eighth of nine children born to Reuben and Henrietta Meeks, prolific planters of nearly 30 churches throughout the Central Valley of California. After four decades of teaching, discipling, and ministering, including to the hospitalized and imprisoned, Mark responded to God’s call to pastoral ministry. In addition to degrees in civil engineering and public administration, Mark received his Masters in Theology from Fuller Seminary.