Ok…I admit, I have always loved the Parable of The Prodigal Son.
I like to focus on the Father.
Imagine him getting up each morning wondering,
‘Is this the day? Will I see my son today?
Will my son finally come to his senses and return home?’
And each day he stares into the distance….
hoping beyond hope….
and then that day finally arrives.
what about that older brother???
Yes, I’ve read Nouwen and other commentaries,
and yes, it all makes sense…
in your heart of hearts…
isn’t there just a little part of you that feels some injustice here?
“For my thoughts are not your thoughts,
neither are your ways my ways,”
declares the Lord. Isaiah 55:8
Sometimes it’s hard
Sometimes I just don’t get it
I saw a video the other day. It was about a man who lost his pregnant wife and his only daughter when the car that he was driving was hit head on by a teenage drunk driver.
It’s a tough one to watch but SO POWERFUL. There is so much in it….the forgiveness, the healing, the mercy, the love. But, by far, the greatest message, at least for me, was this (paraphrasing):
‘It’s not me who forgave him, oh-no, I could never do that. All I had to do was to move aside and let Christ work through me!’
We need to get out of our own way sometimes, and let God do his work through us.
Jesus looked at them and said, “With man this is impossible, but with God all things are possible.” Matt. 19:26
Move aside, just move aside!