The Prodigal Son
There is so much power in that story. So much to see of ourselves in the foolishness of the son, or the jealousy of the brother. So much to learn about the forgiveness and compassion of the Father. So much to be thankful for that we all were once lost, and now are found.
But my favorite part of that story...my absolute favorite part...is this:
But while he was still a long way off, his father saw him and was filled with compassion for him; he ran to his son, threw his arms around him and kissed him. -Luke 15:20
Do you get that?
This guy demanded his inheritance early, went off on his own, rolling around with pigs before realizing he had it all wrong and returned with his head held in shame. And his father not only welcomed him with open arms, but he ran to him, meeting him long before he made it back on his own.
Some days I complain about getting my due, thinking I deserve something special.
Some days I settle for eating pig slop, when my Father could have given me so much more.
Some days I attempt to turn back, but can barely see Him because I've wandered so far.
Some days I diligently march home, but get discouraged when I'm not making progress as fast as I'd like.
No matter where I've been...how fast or slow I'm moving...how near or far I am...My Father is not just looking for me. He's running to meet me.
But while I was still a long way off- when I always seem to be a long way off- my Father sees me, loves me, chases me and embraces me.
We're all a long way off.
From being perfect. From being righteous. From being Christ-like.
But God loves us exactly how and where we are.
Courtney is a mama to two wild girls and a sweet new(ish) baby boy. You can connect with Courtney on her blog, Bowdenisms, or on Instagram: @bowdenisms.