Let's Run Home...

Evening approaches. The colors of sunset bathe the sky. Pinks and purples, oranges and blues. A Father stands at the edge of his property. He raises a hand to his forehead, a shield against the day's disappointing end.

He scans the road. This disheartened man. He searches high and lo, far and wide. Long shadows fall, snuffing out his hope.

...The prodigal son went from his father’s house. He wanted to taste the world. To see what he’d missed while living in a lavish place with abundance and love. (Luke 15:11) When we reflect on those statements, this young man doesn’t seem to be the sharpest tool in the box. Isn’t that what most folks are striving for? To live on Easy Street, have all of our needs and even our wants supplied while we bask in the sunshine without lifting a finger? Everything our Heavenly Father provides!

It took a pigpen experience for this son to hear the whisper of the Holy Spirit, the tug of conviction that gently yet radically changed his life. That drew him back to his father’s house.

CONVICTION:  Draws us to the Lord. Originator? The Holy Spirit, reaching with grace and love, imploring us to yield to God our Father so we can receive from His vast supply.

But when the young man returned, his brother advocated condemnation for his runaway sibling.  

CONDEMNATION:  Pushes us away from God. Originator? You guessed right! Our enemy who’s come to kill, steal, and destroy.

“When a person works an eight-hour day and receives a fair day’s pay, that is a wage. When a person competes with an opponent and receives a trophy for his performance, that is a prize. When a person receives appropriate recognition for his long service or high achievements, that is an award. But when a person is not capable of earning a wage, can win no prize, and deserves no award—yet receives such a gift anyway—that is a picture of God’s unmerited favor. This is what we mean when we talk about the grace of God.” (Bible.org)

If you’ve been weighed down by condemnation (the arrows our enemy hurls) or if you’ve ignored the conviction (the sweet whispers of the Holy Spirit), it’s time to get free. And here’s the best part! Just like the prodigal son, our Father waits with outstretched arms, ready to lavish on us His love, grace, and forgiveness.

The shadows have rolled in, masking the brilliant sunset. As the colors fade and darkness fills the sky, there’s an unheeded prick in our hearts.

Hurry. Let’s run home. Father is waiting...

By eMarie

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