Thoughts on Persistence

Thoughts on Persistence
New Book available from Amazon - for Kindle and Softbound

Thursday, June 22, 2017

Never Enough ... Wanting More

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
more, act more like … read more, say more mantras, attend more seminars.

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

No comments:

Post a Comment