Doubly mine

This is a story I heard a long time back.

Once there was a boy and he was gifted a toy boat. He loved the boat. He played with it on the banks of the river. He ate his food with it. He slept with it. He took it to the school. He couldn't do anything without the toy boat. 

One day while he was playing on the banks of the river with his boat, the wind took the boat away. The boat drifted farther and farther away from him till he lost it out of his sight. The boy was very sad that day that he lost his most precious possession. The boy couldn't think of doing anything without his toy boat. He couldn't play, he couldn't eat or drink. His father promised him another toy boat, but the boy could not be pacified. Such was his love to the boat.

One day he walks through the streets to his school, he saw something astonishing. Behind the glass door of a shop, displayed for sale was his boat, worn and torn, with even his initials engraved on the rudder.

The boy rushed to the shopkeeper, with tears of joy in his eyes and to ask for the boat. But shopkeeper said, you pay the prize and take it home. He tried to convince him, it was his boat, he had lost it now he has found it. He even showed him his engraved initials. But the shopkeeper wouldn't budge. Pay the price and take it home.

Finally the boy said, please wait till I get the money.

The boy ran home, he picked up all his pocket money, collected all clattering coins and ran back to the shop. And he he bought back the boat.

And he said. "Now you are doubly mine"

We were his too, lost by our rebellion, now he paid the prize and takes us home. We are doubly His.

For God so loved the world that whosoever believes in Him shall not perish but have eternal life.