Lori Strawn over at praypower4today has written a poem that really tugged at my heart — especially the last line. Wanted to share it with you… I always love a poem that makes me feel so deeply. Thank you, Lori, for touching my heart with your words.
Like many of you out there, I’ve always had questions about the parable of the Prodigal Son. For instance, why was it such a big deal that he asked for his inheritance early? My pastor put an end to my wonderings: to the Jewish people of the time, asking for your inheritance was tantamount to wishing your father dead. It was a breach in relationship that could not be mended. Except that the father in the story does mend it — just as God mends the breaks we make with God, over and over, on a daily basis.
Does God make it too easy for us to return home? Maybe. But if God made it harder, we’d never come. Imagine the waiting God does for us! Perhaps a modern perspective will help:
Waiting became habit;
habit became a life.
Day after day,
your father longed for you.
His world became…
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