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Luke 15:4 (ESV)

“What man of you, having a hundred sheep, if he has lost one of them, does not leave the ninety-nine in the open country, and go after the one that is lost, until he finds it?

 

The behavior was tantamount to stalking!  Honest, what innocently began as my routine daily call to my Mommy morphed into slow building frantic behavior when I did not reach her.  Every few minutes for hours, I dialed, then dialed again and again, oh and again!

With each unanswered call my anxiety and blood pressure  levels climbed.  Call after call, my overly creative imagination formulated a plethora of  “what if’s”, I was a wreck.  Then I called in the big guns, my daughter, who just so happened to be walking through the door of the house and was able to witness the picture of  mom sitting quietly and innocentlyon the couch.  Blissfully, safe, sound, relaxed and unaware that I was a basket case.  Confession, I broke down and cried like a child lost in the mall surrounded by well-meaning adults, none of whom were my beloved and I just wanted my mommy.

Occupying a much calmer place in my mind while meditating,  I felt the tap of the Shepherd’s staff on my brain!  Hey, that is how God loves us!  Granted,  He is infinitely more patient and definitely calmer yet He continually and consistently seeks to have a relationship with us.   He knocks.  He sends the Holy Spirit to whisper, entreating us to come, to feel His Love and trust in Him.  This morning I am grateful for the Love of my Savior who hunts those who are lost, offering not only unconditional love but the promises of eternal life and a heavenly home!

Making His praise glorious!

Ree

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The Return of the Prodigal Son

The Return of the Prodigal Son (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Luke 15:19-20 (NIV)

19 I am no longer worthy to be called your son; make me like one of your hired servants.’ 20 So he got up and went to his father.  “But while he was still a long way off, his father saw him and was filled with compassion for him; he ran to his son, threw his arms around him and kissed him.

The prodigal son returned home with more than a small measure of apprehension. After all he had taken his inheritance and squandered it on what amounted to a whole lot of nothing. Yet upon his return his father ran to greet him, enveloping his filthy, pig pen stench wafting son in the most welcoming embrace as tears flowed from his eyes.   I was dressed in a dress, face made up and smelling good but the hug and tears from my mother reminded me of this story.  As I was wrapped in her arms listening to her tears of joy I imagined how unworthy but how truly loved that prodigal son must have felt.   To be welcomed with unquestioned,  undiminished unconditional love after the shameful way he had behaved was humbling.

This experience and picture for me is a glimpse of our homecoming with God. He already knows our stories, our failures, triumphs, missteps, and wrongs yet His arms are wide open excitedly waiting to wrap us in His all-consuming love and forgiveness.

Making His praise glorious!

Ree

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