This afternoon I read the story of the prodigal son. Such a familiar story & yet today it fell fresh on my soul…..
Scripture tells us of a father who had two sons. The younger son wanted his inheritance, immediately. For whatever reason, the father gave him his demand. The son leaves home & we are told that he wasted everything. He took a job tending pigs so that he would at least be able to eat from their slop.
One day, he comes to his senses & decides to return to his father’s house. He was prepared to live as a hired hand just so that he would be home where he belonged. This is where it became interesting….
“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.” (Luke 15:20 NIV)
This was a dad that never gave up on his son. He continued to look for him, day after day until he saw him returning. He could have stood still & waited for the son to approach him. He could have made him apologize & grovel to come back into his house. But he didn’t.
He moved toward his son.
The greatness of my God was on display through the actions of this father. He is a God that is big enough to handle my failures. Big enough to let me ask my questions of Him.
Tonight I read this by Jennie Allen. I so love when God works in this manner in my life, aligning Scripture & a study, confirming what He wants me to see…
Question. And don’t apologize.
We are how He made us: weak & needy, confused & complicated and in need of God, especially a God we can’t understand.
I need a God whom I cannot understand. I need a God big enough to have purposes for my life that are beyond what I can see. And because He happens to be that big & purposeful, our shallow, small hearts will question.
And that big God will move; He’ll move toward me.
Chase Study – page 99
I am so grateful that this story was recorded for me to read this afternoon.
And today? Well, today my big God moved toward me.
