The Prodigal Daughter

I’m the prodigal daughter.

You wait for me to come home.

I might not have gone as far as last time. Been gone as long. Spent as much money.

But all the moments I spend away from You add up, collecting dust.

And still, You wait for me to come home.

Back into Your presence. Back to that place of listening for Your whispers of truth. Back to that place where I’m at home in You.

Even when I’m a long way off, You see me and You’re filled with compassion. When You lock eyes with mine, You come running.

Who am I that you come running?

I am the prodigal daughter. Your prodigal daughter.

Your daughter.

❤️

I have been reflecting on the wonder of Luke 15 this week. I encourage you to read it, to reflect on it and receive the truth wrapped in it.

I wish I could stay close to Him, all day every day. But if I’m honest, my heart is prone to wander. My priorities shift, my hands get busy, my mind overwhelmed, my heart full of things other than Him.

But I’m encouraged by this truth and it ushers me back a little quicker than the previous wanderings: my position as a daughter, His daughter, doesn’t change when I wander off.

The prodigal son was still a son. The father was still his father. The son repented, then tried to say, “I’m no longer worthy to be called your son…” but the father responded with extravagance. His love covered over the sin.

He makes us worthy to be called sons and daughters.

What was dead, is alive. Because of Jesus.

What was lost, is found. Because of Jesus.

My dead moments, my lost times, are redeemed by the blood of Jesus.

Luke 15:7 points out that there’s more rejoicing in heaven over the one sinner who repents than over the ninety-nine righteous who don’t need to repent.

When we return from time away from Him, heaven rejoices. There’s a celebration. Our Father is delighted when we draw near again.

Satan wants guilt, shame and condemnation to cloud your heart and mind so that you stay away. But that is nothing like the heart of our Heavenly Father. He wants us – our hearts, our time, us.

“Therefore I am now going to allure her; I will lead her into the desert and speak tenderly to her.” – Hosea 2:14

He speaks tenderly to us; are we listening intently?

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