‘The son said to him, ‘Father, I have sinned against heaven and against you. I am no longer worthy to be called your son.’ But the father said to his servants, ‘Quick! Bring the best robe and put it on him. Put a ring on his finger and sandals on his feet. Bring the fattened calf and kill it. Let’s have a feast and celebrate.’ Luke 15:21-23
Arguably one of my favorite stories in scripture for many reasons. My earthly father taught me everything I know about business and how to treat every customer that walks through the door. He also showed me how to love generously and give handsomely without fear of it ever running out.
I was a wayward son for many years. I spent much of my inheritance and my father’s patience several miles from home. And then late one October evening, God brought me back. I assumed the worst. Instead, I found my dad anxiously waiting at the end of the sidewalk. He threw his arms around me and said welcome home. I will never forget that night.
Let me encourage you brothers and sisters, with all of your relationships that are broken, to shut the door on the voice of pride. Our time on this earth is a vapor. I encourage you to mend those relationships and welcome home anybody in your life that is ‘lost’. The fattened calf has already been slain for you. May we at least to do the same for our neighbor.