Sunday, September 11, 2016
24th Sunday in Ordinary Time
“But now we must celebrate and rejoice, because your brother was dead and has come to life again; he was lost and has been found.” – Luke 15:32
We spent many weekends and vacations camping when my children were growing up. It was one of the best things we ever did as a family.
On one trip, when my oldest was only about 5, we went to a campground that was having a bluegrass festival. The campground was crowded and people were setting up in fields and shared campsites, etc.
Suddenly, I realized that my son was missing. We started yelling for him and checking out nearby campsites. As minutes ticked by, my fear grew and grew. I was about ready to panic when my husband shouted he had found him. Turns out my son was visiting a neighboring camper and none of them had heard us calling.
What relief! The joy was so great, that I couldn’t even get angry that my son didn’t tell me where he was.
I think that is what God is trying to tell us through the parable of the Prodigal Son. He forgives and welcomes us home because His joy when we turn back to him, is too “huge.”
Being a parent, I get that.
Lord, thank you for loving me with an unconditional love so huge, so deep … a love that just goes on forever. Thank you for always watching for me, ready to welcome me home, no matter what I do, no matter how lost I get. Help me to love like you. Amen.