I looked everywhere for that silly spatula last night.

I’d been gone for a week so I wasn’t surprised that the forks were in the knife slot and the spoons were in the fork slots. He could’ve hung them from the ceiling fan…I was just glad that I hadn’t come home to a week’s worth of dirty dishes!

So I assumed he just put it in the wrong drawer.

I looked everywhere!! Sink, utensil drawer, tupperware drawer, pot holder drawer….I even looked in the drawer where I keep the mandolin slicer (we don’t even OPEN that drawer anymore after it nearly took his finger off)…not there either!

I was frustrated. I used another spatula and flipped the bacon. Grease went everywhere. This was NOT a bacon-flipping spatula! My husband took over with yet another spatula. But they weren’t what I was looking for.

I started over again. This time I broadened my search. Laundry room, dining room, cabinets, drawers…he must have accidentally thrown it away, I decided.

In a fit of desperation (I really do love that spatula), I opened up the utensil drawer once more and pulled out the three trays nestled inside. In the back, behind where the tray  sat and pushed into the wood backing, was my spatula.

I told my friend the story later that evening. “It was in the last place you looked, wasn’t it?” she laughed.

I’ve heard that expression my whole life but I don’t think I ever fully got the joke before! Of course you find stuff in the last place you look because you stop looking after that!

That’s how it is with Jesus.

We spend our whole lives looking to fill that emptiness. Money, relationships, prestige… We fill that hole with anything and everything. They work for a little bit but then we start searching again.

Once we find Jesus, though, we stop looking.

Because in Him, we find what we were looking for all along.