You'll find this post over at the KJV blog too
I'm finding it difficult to think of something to write this week but as I sit here and type I'm remembering a song I heard last night called 'Always be a Child'
When I think on this I am reminded of my own father and how I saw him as my hero, my friend, my protector. I looked up to him but I realise that not everyone can say the same about their father. Some have been abused mentally and physically by their father and I cannot for one minute comprehend what life must have been like for them, what growing up must have been like for them, what they must have felt knowing that the abuse they suffered was at the hand of someone who should have been there for them protecting them, taking care of them. The joy they should have known taken from them so that all they knew was tears, heartache, cruelty ... No, I can't comprehend it at all ...
but I am reminded of the parable Jesus told in Luke 15 and I see here in this parable the Father heart of God.
I see here a father loving his child no matter what. This son had become dis-satisfied with his life and had decided he would leave the family home, decided he could do better on his own and asked his father for his inheritance now. His father gave him his portion but the son spent every last penny and ended up with nothing, having to work feeding the pigs and he would have eaten what they ate, he was so hungry.
The son finally came to his senses, realised that even the servants in his father's house were better off than he was and so he returned home. You can read how his father ran to him when he saw him, perhaps he had been out each day looking to see if his son had returned and this particular day here he was coming toward him; what joy as the father ran to him and embraced him. It didn't matter where his child had been or what he had done he was glad he was home and brought out the best robe for him and put rings on his fingers and shoes on his feet and organised a feast because his son had returned to him.
I know this parable usually speaks of how the prodigal son returns after being away from his father and tends to speak of reconciliation but this parable shows me too the father heart of God, a father sending his only begotten son into this world, so filled with darkness and cruelty, that the path to the father's house would be found, the way to it would be made clear and light would flood the way.
My heart goes out to those whose own earthly fathers do not treat them right but I do know we have a heavenly father who will always treat us right, who will not let one of them fall from his hand of protection, care, and love. He loves us with an everlasting love and we are ever before his face because of what Jesus Christ did for us at Calvary. Isaiah 49 says Behold I have graven thee upon the palms of my hands. Our heavenly Father loves us, knows us, we can cry out to him knowing he hears, knowing he cares and will do nothing to harm us, knowing he loves us and knowing we will always be a child -
Always be a child
http://youtu.be/1QcBgG6JLl0
Ephesians 1:4
Blessed be the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, who hath blessed us with all spiritual blessings in heavenly places in Christ: According as he hath chosen us in him before the foundation of the world, that we should be holy and without blame before him in love: Having predestinated us unto the adoption of children by Jesus Christ to himself, according to the good pleasure of his will
We have been adopted, chosen and my prayer is that we will ever run to Him in times of trouble, struggle, turmoil, fear, doubt, heartache - he waits with open arms.
Luke 15:11-32
And he said, A certain man had two sons: And the younger of them said to his father, Father, give me the portion of goods that falleth to me. And he divided unto them his living. And not many days after the younger son gathered all together, and took his journey into a far country, and there wasted his substance with riotous living. And when he had spent all, there arose a mighty famine in that land; and he began to be in want. And he went and joined himself to a citizen of that country; and he sent him into his fields to feed swine. And he would fain have filled his belly with the husks that the swine did eat: and no man gave unto him. And when he came to himself, he said, How many hired servants of my father's have bread enough and to spare, and I perish with hunger! I will arise and go to my father, and will say unto him, Father, I have sinned against heaven, and before thee, And am no more worthy to be called thy son: make me as one of thy hired servants. And he arose, and came to his father. But when he was yet a great way off, his father saw him, and had compassion, and ran, and fell on his neck, and kissed him. And the son said unto him, Father, I have sinned against heaven, and in thy sight, and am no more worthy to be called thy son. But the father said to his servants, Bring forth the best robe, and put it on him; and put a ring on his hand, and shoes on his feet: And bring hither the fatted calf, and kill it; and let us eat, and be merry: For this my son was dead, and is alive again; he was lost, and is found. And they began to be merry.
Now his elder son was in the field: and as he came and drew nigh to the house, he heard musick and dancing. And he called one of the servants, and asked what these things meant.
And he said unto him, Thy brother is come; and thy father hath killed the fatted calf, because he hath received him safe and sound. And he was angry, and would not go in: therefore came his father out, and intreated him. And he answering said to his father, Lo, these many years do I serve thee, neither transgressed I at any time thy commandment: and yet thou never gavest me a kid, that I might make merry with my friends:
But as soon as this thy son was come, which hath devoured thy living with harlots, thou hast killed for him the fatted calf.
And he said unto him, Son, thou art ever with me, and all that I have is thine.
It was meet that we should make merry, and be glad: for this thy brother was dead, and is alive again; and was lost, and is found.
I'm finding it difficult to think of something to write this week but as I sit here and type I'm remembering a song I heard last night called 'Always be a Child'
When I think on this I am reminded of my own father and how I saw him as my hero, my friend, my protector. I looked up to him but I realise that not everyone can say the same about their father. Some have been abused mentally and physically by their father and I cannot for one minute comprehend what life must have been like for them, what growing up must have been like for them, what they must have felt knowing that the abuse they suffered was at the hand of someone who should have been there for them protecting them, taking care of them. The joy they should have known taken from them so that all they knew was tears, heartache, cruelty ... No, I can't comprehend it at all ...
but I am reminded of the parable Jesus told in Luke 15 and I see here in this parable the Father heart of God.
I see here a father loving his child no matter what. This son had become dis-satisfied with his life and had decided he would leave the family home, decided he could do better on his own and asked his father for his inheritance now. His father gave him his portion but the son spent every last penny and ended up with nothing, having to work feeding the pigs and he would have eaten what they ate, he was so hungry.
The son finally came to his senses, realised that even the servants in his father's house were better off than he was and so he returned home. You can read how his father ran to him when he saw him, perhaps he had been out each day looking to see if his son had returned and this particular day here he was coming toward him; what joy as the father ran to him and embraced him. It didn't matter where his child had been or what he had done he was glad he was home and brought out the best robe for him and put rings on his fingers and shoes on his feet and organised a feast because his son had returned to him.
I know this parable usually speaks of how the prodigal son returns after being away from his father and tends to speak of reconciliation but this parable shows me too the father heart of God, a father sending his only begotten son into this world, so filled with darkness and cruelty, that the path to the father's house would be found, the way to it would be made clear and light would flood the way.
My heart goes out to those whose own earthly fathers do not treat them right but I do know we have a heavenly father who will always treat us right, who will not let one of them fall from his hand of protection, care, and love. He loves us with an everlasting love and we are ever before his face because of what Jesus Christ did for us at Calvary. Isaiah 49 says Behold I have graven thee upon the palms of my hands. Our heavenly Father loves us, knows us, we can cry out to him knowing he hears, knowing he cares and will do nothing to harm us, knowing he loves us and knowing we will always be a child -
Always be a child
http://youtu.be/1QcBgG6JLl0
Ephesians 1:4
Blessed be the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, who hath blessed us with all spiritual blessings in heavenly places in Christ: According as he hath chosen us in him before the foundation of the world, that we should be holy and without blame before him in love: Having predestinated us unto the adoption of children by Jesus Christ to himself, according to the good pleasure of his will
We have been adopted, chosen and my prayer is that we will ever run to Him in times of trouble, struggle, turmoil, fear, doubt, heartache - he waits with open arms.
Luke 15:11-32
And he said, A certain man had two sons: And the younger of them said to his father, Father, give me the portion of goods that falleth to me. And he divided unto them his living. And not many days after the younger son gathered all together, and took his journey into a far country, and there wasted his substance with riotous living. And when he had spent all, there arose a mighty famine in that land; and he began to be in want. And he went and joined himself to a citizen of that country; and he sent him into his fields to feed swine. And he would fain have filled his belly with the husks that the swine did eat: and no man gave unto him. And when he came to himself, he said, How many hired servants of my father's have bread enough and to spare, and I perish with hunger! I will arise and go to my father, and will say unto him, Father, I have sinned against heaven, and before thee, And am no more worthy to be called thy son: make me as one of thy hired servants. And he arose, and came to his father. But when he was yet a great way off, his father saw him, and had compassion, and ran, and fell on his neck, and kissed him. And the son said unto him, Father, I have sinned against heaven, and in thy sight, and am no more worthy to be called thy son. But the father said to his servants, Bring forth the best robe, and put it on him; and put a ring on his hand, and shoes on his feet: And bring hither the fatted calf, and kill it; and let us eat, and be merry: For this my son was dead, and is alive again; he was lost, and is found. And they began to be merry.
Now his elder son was in the field: and as he came and drew nigh to the house, he heard musick and dancing. And he called one of the servants, and asked what these things meant.
And he said unto him, Thy brother is come; and thy father hath killed the fatted calf, because he hath received him safe and sound. And he was angry, and would not go in: therefore came his father out, and intreated him. And he answering said to his father, Lo, these many years do I serve thee, neither transgressed I at any time thy commandment: and yet thou never gavest me a kid, that I might make merry with my friends:
But as soon as this thy son was come, which hath devoured thy living with harlots, thou hast killed for him the fatted calf.
And he said unto him, Son, thou art ever with me, and all that I have is thine.
It was meet that we should make merry, and be glad: for this thy brother was dead, and is alive again; and was lost, and is found.