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Why are you cast down, O my soul? And, why are you disquieted within me? Hope in God; For I shall yet praise Him, the help of my countenance and my God. Psalm 42.11
The year was 1996 and it was one of those days I like to classify as a “mental health day.” I stayed home from work to sort things out in my head. Our youngest was a senior in high school and was sowing some wild oats! I was discouraged and distressed. I did what I like to do when feeling that way, I cranked up the stereo with a CD playing, “The Breath of God.” Lovely music with the reciting of simple scripture. I was in the dining room when Psalm 42.11 played. Why are you cast down, O my soul? And, why are you disquieted within me? Hope in God; For I shall yet praise Him, the help of my countenance and my God. My faith bolstered and I immediately grabbed the bottle of olive oil and went upstairs to my son’s bedroom. I began speaking faith. I began anointing every single thing he would come in contact with: pillow, CD player, dresser, clothes, desk…like I said, EVERY THING! As I walked out of that room I left an oily fingerprint on the trim over the door! That boy is now 40 years old and on days when the sunshine leans just right I can still see that finger smudge! Yes, Lord!
A certain man had two sons, the younger of them said to his parent…Bring out the best robe and put it on him and put a ring on his hand and sandals on his feet. (From Luke 15.11-32) Yes, this is the story of the prodigal – the lost one. The boy who wanted to leave the comfort and safety of his family home to go sow some wild oats. And, so, he sowed! But he came back. Humbled and lowly and was received with open arms and love. Our family still has a few prodigals, but my HOPE is in The One who acts; therefore I await the day they return and we’re going to have a big barbecue – the biggest ever! This prodigal will welcome her prodigals home with great love and great faith in the God of all Hope. Because my Hope is in The One who acts!
Father God, in Jesus’ Name, we call the prodigals home. The ones we love so deeply – the ones who left the fold and went wandering. You leave the ninety-nine and go look for the one. You are The God Who Acts. You are The God Who Seeks. And, we praise You for who You are. We expect You to do great things for our loved ones and our Hope is in You alone. Bring them home, Father, bring them home. Amen.