In the parable of the prodigal son, we notice one of the sons willingly leaving his father’s presence. All the riches, wealth, protection, security, safety; are willingly put down, in search for something better. Or so he taught!
Give me my freedom father, give me my share of the estimate, give me, what’s rightfully mine.
“GIVE ME MY PORTION FATHER!”
So the father divides his portion, and gives him what he desires. He let’s him leave! He allows him to pursue his passions, and dreams in the land of the unknown.
But it’s not always what we think! We think leaving the presence of the father, will benefit us, when in reality it hurts us. Leaving his presence means giving up his protection, security, peace of mind, provision, direction, all that is rightfully ours, for that which is foreign!
Leaving all you have known for a peice of the unknown. Trusting, and depending on that, which fades away, is not only foolish but dangerous!
So he goes out, leaves his father’s shelter, in search for something better. Splurging his money, spending it on his habits, only to turn around, and find himself in trouble.
He longed to fill his stomach with the pods that the pigs were eating, but no one gave him anything!
He ended up in the pit with the pigs! The pigs ate, but the son was HUNGRY.
Back home, he had it made! His father had servants, riches, provision, shelter, security, direction, you name it, yet this foolish son set his eyes on what was calling him.
The riches of the world are temporary, pleasure is temporarry, satisfaction is temporary . The fun stops, the money runs out, pleasure ends, then consequences follow. There is a way that seems right, but the end there of, is DEATH!
THE PATH LEADS TO DESTRUCTION, AND EMPTINESS!
What good will inheritance do, when you are out of the will of God? What good will that peice of paper do, when the land is not prospering?
He settled! He was ashamed to run back, he assumed father was mad at him, and would not take him back, but all along…
His father was waiting on him! He was waiting on his son’s return!
Son, and prodigal daughter, your father is waiting on you! Come home! Your father is waiting, with OPEN arms.
Is it worth it? The pleasure, the money? Open your eyes, come to your senses, there’s nothing good outhere! Come home. There is a PARTY waiting for you in heaven!
FATHER AWAITS HIS SONS RETURN, HUMBLE YOURSELF, AND TURN AROUND!