I’m reminded of my Father’s faithfulness today as I sweetly recall how He gathered up His robe and ran to me on the banks of the Ganges. How after coming to my senses and returning to myself, He didn’t delay. He came with the robe, the ring, and the sandals for my very dirty and worn out feet.
Some prodigals go home and some go to India.
Both are met by the scandalous grace of a Father so exuberant that His beloved has returned. God, our Father will not stop the party…even if we don’t feel worthy. Because the truth is we are not. But by His grace alone He restores to us our worth and weight in Him.
“But the father said to his servants, ‘Quick! Bring the best robe and put it on him. Put a ring on his finger and sandals on his feet. Bring the fattened calf and kill it. Let’s have a feast and celebrate. For this son of mine was dead and is alive again; he was lost and is found.'”– Luke 15:22-24
I’m celebrating today the mercies that come from waiting for Him. Being reconciled to Him, and being welcomed back into a kingdom with a very undeserved celebration.
An encouragement for my fellow prodigals today… Come back to your senses. To yourself. To who you are in Christ. Anchor yourselves in His identity. God’s grace is sufficient and His power is made perfect in weakness.
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