"What do you notice about the father in this story?" the speaker asked after telling the story of the prodigal son.
"I don't dare get close enough to the Father to notice him..." I found myself thinking sadly.
To me, those steps back home, over the hills, after squandering precious days away from the father looked something like reconnecting with a friend I haven't seen in a long time.
Look them up on facebook to see what they've been up to.
Send them a message and see if they respond.
Find out where they are and get contact info.
Call or go visit.
Small talk for the first hour.
Then get into the real stuff.
Or, with God...
Try to get glimpses of him and what he's doing around me.
Shoot some prayers up and see if I feel he's listening or sends me a message through his Word.
Ask him where hs'e at and if we can get back in contact...that is, if he has time, if he wants to, if I'm not imposing....
Make a little more effort to be with him.
Do some light devotionals to get myself in tune with his Spirit.
Then dive into the real deal of intimate relationship...
I feel that day when I disparagingly realized I wasn't allowing myself
to get close to the Father because I was afraid of his judgement, he
declared, "You are free to come." Wow, thank God he's not human, and he doesn't feel like I'm rushing our relationship if I just run back to him, jump in his arms, and say, "Oh, you're awesome. I've missed you. Thank you for loving me all this time though I was so foolishly distracted by so many things that can, in no way, compare to you!" He delights in that. He longs for it.
The next day the song played, "What a beautiful name it is...the name of Jesus," my heart responded, and yet I felt like I would be assuming to just worship God when it had been so long I'd abandoned myself in his presence. "You're free to come," I felt the Spirit wispering to my hesitant heart, and come I did. I raised my hands, the yoke was lifted, I was really loving Jesus with everything in me.
Ask me again, devotion dude. "What do I notice about the father?"
I say, "He sure likes me, doesn't he?"
"He chose us before the creation of the world to be adopted as his...in love he predestined us...because it gave him great pleasure." Eph. 1
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