Here’s a quote for you: “If I’ve ever gotten it all together I surely can’t remember where I put it.”
A touch of humor, but a deeper thought for sure.
Do you have it all together? Is every single element of your life in order, in sync? What a pleasant thought if that is true, yet many of us find our lives to be going in the opposite direction.
I so admire people who appear to have put their lives all together in all the right ways, and yet I rarely find even one individual who qualifies as a role model in that pursuit.
I think Anne Lamott hit it right on the bead.
Prayer is taking the chance
that against all odds and
past history, we are loved
and chosen, and do not
have to get together
before we show up.
We think we have to fix ourselves before coming to God, when the opposite is really the truth.
I’ve quoted Brennan Manning’s quote a few times and it still applies today.
So, you still think you’ve got to get it all together FIRST and then approach God?
1 Peter 5:7 reminds us: “Cast all your cares on him because He cares for you.”
In the story of the prodigal son, we read this:
“So, he (the prodigal son) got up and came to his father. But while he was still a long way off, his father saw him and felt compassion for him, and ran and embraced him and kissed him.” ~Luke 15:20
It appears to me that the prodigal son didn’t have it all together. His clothes were in rags, he was hungry, he had road grime on him and he smelled of pigs and sweat and other less desirable body odors.
And yet this parable depicts a story of love and acceptance as the son was, not as he should have been. When he left home, he was dressed in finery, he smelled nice, looked nice, was healthy and had the jingle of coins in his pocket.
And on the return trip – he was stripped of all of that. He didn’t have it all together.
And yet the Father (a picture of God) ran to his son. He embraced him and ordered the fat calf to be killed, clean clothes to be brought and a banquet prepared. Invite the neighbors ‘cause we’re going to celebrate the return of my son.
If anyone ever depicted a life that did not have it together, surely it was the prodigal son. And yet … he was accepted.
Perhaps we should gather the rags and shards of our lives and lay it all at the feet of Jesus. He delights in sorting things out and putting in order what we cannot do on our own.
This gives me great hope today.
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