Back in 1985, when Joshua was seven years old, we were traveling in London where I used to go every summer and lecture.

And that particular day, the family were with me, and our host dropped us off in a very, very crowded part of

East London. And due to my own negligence, and I think that's a key here, Joshua got

lost in the crowd. And I guess you'll never understand how that feels, those moments at that time

there was over 20 minutes. You will never understand how that feels unless you've experienced

it yourself. I mean, you really feel that your mouth is stuffed with cotton and your knees

wobbling like jello and then you basically almost losing your mind

running around calling his name out in the middle of the crowd.

I consider it to be probably one of the most devastating and memorable experience in my

life, especially when I realized that at least from my point of view, that I was responsible.

And I began to condemn myself and thinking, had I just held his hand, or had I just grabbed onto him,

or had I just not got distracted like I did or had I just kept an eye on him

and probably this would not have happened. Meanwhile, we kept on searching and kept on searching

going into every public place and every pub and every alley that we can find and asking

whomever we can see, have you seen a seven-year-old boy? Have you seen

a seven-year-old boy? And from that time on, I have never been able to read Luke chapter 15.

And the illustrations that the Lord Jesus gives and the true story that we'll be looking at down the road

without at least feeling part of that experience of that day.

We had begun looking into the God who pursues us from Luke chapter 15.

And we saw how the good shepherd went after the one lost sheep. And we saw

his commitment in not only searching, but finding that one lost sheep, that he would not rest

until he found that sheep. And once he found that sheep,

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