clay

Last sat, finally i had the long awaited chance to run again. While pen was still sleeping, i changed to running outfit and dashed into the place i found the week before. Then as usual, enjoying myself; like bird in the air ...

In 15 mins, suddenly the sky turn dark and the wind blew strongly. And i know that rain would be coming soon. A heavy downpour likely. Then, a 'mischieveous' thought came to mind. "Let me see if pen would worry about me, despite her sleeping in very nice weather." So i time myself, so that when the rain came, I would have arrive home.

Soon afterwards, the rain came and I caught some of it. So when arrived home, it's a happy feeling, then i slipped in quietly so not to wake pen. Then i heard she screamed calling my name. So i found her still in bed, half sleeping...but she concerns about her husband who's running outside when rained heavily.

There i know, that she really loves me

That's i think how God feels about in the parables of lost sheep, coin, and son. He feels the lost, because He really loves.