The Prodigal @ Home

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Luke 15:11-32

11 To illustrate the point further, Jesus told them this story: “A man had two sons. 12 The younger son told his father, ‘I want my share of your estate now before you die.’ So his father agreed to divide his wealth between his sons.

13 “A few days later this younger son packed all his belongings and moved to a distant land, and there he wasted all his money in wild living. 14 About the time his money ran out, a great famine swept over the land, and he began to starve. 15 He persuaded a local farmer to hire him, and the man sent him into his fields to feed the pigs. 16 The young man became so hungry that even the pods he was feeding the pigs looked good to him. But no one gave him anything.

17 “When he finally came to his senses, he said to himself, ‘At home even the hired servants have food enough to spare, and here I am dying of hunger! 18 I will go home to my father and say, “Father, I have sinned against both heaven and you, 19 and I am no longer worthy of being called your son. Please take me on as a hired servant.”’

20 “So he returned home to his father. And while he was still a long way off, his father saw him coming. Filled with love and compassion, he ran to his son, embraced him, and kissed him. 21 His son said to him, ‘Father, I have sinned against both heaven and you, and I am no longer worthy of being called your son.[a]’

22 “But his father said to the servants, ‘Quick! Bring the finest robe in the house and put it on him. Get a ring for his finger and sandals for his feet. 23 And kill the calf we have been fattening. We must celebrate with a feast, 24 for this son of mine was dead and has now returned to life. He was lost, but now he is found.’ So the party began.

25 “Meanwhile, the older son was in the fields working. When he returned home, he heard music and dancing in the house, 26 and he asked one of the servants what was going on. 27 ‘Your brother is back,’ he was told, ‘and your father has killed the fattened calf. We are celebrating because of his safe return.’

28 “The older brother was angry and wouldn’t go in. His father came out and begged him, 29 but he replied, ‘All these years I’ve slaved for you and never once refused to do a single thing you told me to. And in all that time you never gave me even one young goat for a feast with my friends. 30 Yet when this son of yours comes back after squandering your money on prostitutes, you celebrate by killing the fattened calf!’

31 “His father said to him, ‘Look, dear son, you have always stayed by me, and everything I have is yours. 32 We had to celebrate this happy day. For your brother was dead and has come back to life! He was lost, but now he is found!’”

Like that prodigal in the parable, I also left my Father’s house as a young child. Blind to sin because of the desire to be my own god, I spent decades wasting my inheritance on immoral living. I ate and drank and wallowed in the mud & muck, just like a pig. Until one day, praise GOD- when I came to my senses, by the power of His Spirit! Conviction cut straight to the heart, piercing between my soul & spirit. I confessed, repented and returned to my Father, where He welcomed me home with open arms.

But my story doesn’t end there.

Since being adopted into God’s family, I’ve also played the part of the older child. The prodigal at home. Distracted by the demands of being about my Father’s business, I inadvertently become disconnected from His heart. As a result, the pouting begins; grumbling and complaining about the pigs who get to party, while I do ALL the work of the ministry! Forgetting about the grace given me, I become self-righteousness and angry. Angry that they seem to be getting all the attention and affection and applause, as if they are my Father’s favorite. Over time, if I ignore that anger long enough, it grows into a root of bitterness that defiles and deceives my own soul.

But, praise the LORD!!!

There’s still good news for that prodigal stuck in the pig trough.

When we:

Get HONEST with Him, ourselves and others (confess)

HONOR our Father (repent, forgive)

He will:

HEAL our prodigal heart

DELIVER us from the pig trough

My fellow prodigals, I believe it’s time to come to our senses again. LOVE must be our highest goal! We’ve become too distracted by the work of the ministry. It’s time to repent and return to our Father’s house- and the heart of the Father. It’s time to confess our sins to Him and one another so that we may be healed. It’s time to humble ourselves, get honest, and ask others in the body of Christ for help. It’s time to submit and surrender to His Word and Spirit as He cuts through our emotions, our minds and our wills.

It’s time for prodigals to come home. It’s time for prodigals at home to come to Him. He’s waiting for all of us with open arms.

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Psalm 51:10-12: “Create in me a clean heart, O God, and put a new and right spirit within me. Do not cast me away from your presence, and do not take your holy spirit from me. Restore to me the joy of your salvation, and sustain in me a willing spirit”

Father,

Forgive us. We don’t know what we are doing. You say that we are made in Your image…  being conformed into the image of Your Son. But we’ve exchanged the Truth for a lie! We’re convinced that the way to be known is found staring at a screen.

We took the bait! And now we’re trapped in a world wide web of witchcraft. Complaining, criticizing and competing against those You’ve created in Your image. We doom scroll day after day, idolizing ourselves and others while worshipping at the temple of followers and friends. Our eyes and ears are fixed on man instead of You. Help us, Holy Spirit! We’ve traded our birthright for a bowl of stew. We confess and repent for wasting our inheritance; seeking our kingdom instead of Yours. Forgive us for acting like the father of lies on earth, instead of reflecting You, our Father in heaven. Create in us a clean heart, oh God, that we might not sin against You. Come into every room, every closet, bathroom and basement of our heart. Shine Your light on anything that’s hiding and covering itself in shame. Heal our mind, will and emotions. Deliver us from the idolatry of image (and give us the courage to pluck out our eye and cut off our hand!).

Amen.

A Preschool Prayer

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Psalm 100:4-5

New Living Translation

4 Enter his gates with thanksgiving;
    go into his courts with praise.
    Give thanks to him and praise his name.
5 For the Lord is good.
    His unfailing love continues forever,
    and his faithfulness continues to each generation.

A few weeks ago, I started pondering a little prayer I learned to recite in pre-school. You’ve probably heard of it, or maybe even memorized it yourself as a child,

“God is good.

God is great.

Let us thank Him for our food.

By His hand, we are fed.

Give us Lord, our daily bread.

Amen.”

At the same time, I was also meditating on verses 4 and 5 of Psalm 100. Taking God quite literally at His Word, my man and I started thanking God and praising Him each morning during our daily walks.

Realizing my personality type lends itself to focusing on the negative/glass half full point of view, I wondered if this discipline might change my perspective and perhaps hinder some of my grumbling and complaining.

It didn’t.

At least, not right away.

But when my scheduled fasting day arrived this week, something shifted. I started seeing things differently. In the morning, I felt discouraged and deeply disappointed about a few things. To be honest, I just wanted to stay in bed and pout about it, or maybe even throw a preschool sized pity party. But instead of looking inward, I looked upward. I sought the Father – and His Kingdom. I entered into His gates with thanksgiving. I went into His courts with praise. And then, seemingly out of nowhere, right in the middle of the mundane of the day, revelation came.

Manna from heaven.

Daily bread.

Here’s the hard truth about fasting: it HURTS! But you know what can happen when we persevere (by His grace) through physical pain? Emotional pain has the opportunity to rise to the surface. Crucifying our flesh allows His Spirit to reveal what’s hidden and covered up in our soul. This is how He purifies our hearts! In His presence, God himself invites us to pour out our complaints and process all our feels in a healthy, productive way. Then, as we surrender our will to His, we are able to see things from HIS perspective. And that vantage point, my friend, is far above every power or principality of darkness that tries to deceive or tempt us to doubt that…

God really is good.

God really is great.