Our
world teaches us that we are never enough.
Beauty products abound and we buy them with a hope and a prayer that
they will make us look more … be more … have more …
Self-help
books tell us we need to do more, be
And
we buy it all.
Yesterday’s
sales are not good enough. We must meet
today’s quotas, next month’s goals and the year-end projections.
Oh,
my. The constant quest for more, more,
more.
The
prodigal son story is a fine example of the quest for more. Consider this. The son wanted his inheritance NOW. He did not want to wait, he could not wait
for his father to die, so he in essence said, “Dad, to me you are as good as
dead. I want what is rightfully mine
NOW. I cannot wait for you to die. Give it up now.”
And
look more closely at the story. He lived
in a fine home. He had nice clothes,
abundant food, servants, family love and an easy life. He had it all.
And
he wanted more.
And
so, he left. And he had enough … for a
while.
Time
passed.
He
ran out of money.
And
his friends left him.
And
his clothes got dirty.
And
his self-esteem fell.
And
he was hungry.
The
boy who had everything, twice, soon found himself without anything.
And
he began his journey toward home. And
what did he find?
~The
father had been looking for him.
~The
father had outstretched arms ready to receive him back home.
~And
the father had a few words for him. He whispered
“You are my beloved son. I have missed
you. I welcome you back, and I love you.
“
Notice
the father didn’t lecture. He didn’t play
twenty-questions. He didn’t have
conditions before welcoming the son back home.
He
just welcomed him.
And
the prodigal father in this story is a picture of God and His great enduring
love. He receives us back after our
wandering and wasting experiences.
He
doesn’t ask questions.
He
doesn’t demand answers of “where”, “what”, “with whom”, and “how much.”
He
just receives us back.
He
loves us back home.
That
is enough for me.
Offering Words of
Hope Encouragement
Inspiration
One Word at a Time
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