And when he came to himself –Luke 15 v 17
The measure of a man isn’t what he does when he is being watched but what he does when he is alone……
I wonder how well would/should one cope when the support network around them collapses or just isn’t simply there anymore.
Notice then a young man who has left home and is in a new city,the environment is fresh,crisp and as mint as it is evil.The temptation is just too much.The martinis are as dry as the skirts are short.Oh lord this boy here needs help,he may be a decent enough person but the structure which helped uphold his life just isn’t there and in his arrogance he underestimated the pull his demons had on him! Some help is needed here.
In the midst of all the sin he fights to get back in his holy father’s grace.In his empty apartment he sits on a rather comfy chair but he has no peace,the words come out “as he is so am I” but hold on a minute here,Jesus doesn’t have an empty life nor does he lack anything,so what’s wrong with this picture here.
“Lord I measure my Life and it doesn’t seem to add up to the promise,I know in my attempts to overcompensate…..I let the devil in.”
Tears start flowing down and they burn.
A voice comes over “you my son are in training, though you have given in,do not give up,you are never alone,the solution to your troubles were created long before you were.For I am your God your father your protector and provider Jehovah Jireh and my provision will be seen,hold on help has been dispatched.”
It is as of that moment that a peace dwells in,a peace that surpasses all understanding.
And when he came to himself…….yes the prodigal son returns home to his father.
All it took was reaching out for help and he did the rest.Provided help where and when it was needed the most,a helping hand was stretched out to pull and soothe the troubled soul, his provision was indeed seen,he is faithful.What was I thinking staying away for so long?
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.– Luke 15 v 20
I wonder who has ever had
Tears of the sun
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“Tears start flowing down and they burn.
A voice comes over ‘you my son are in training, though you have given in,do not give up,you are never alone,the solution to your troubles were created long before you were.For I am your God your father your protector and provider Jehovah Jireh and my provision will be seen,hold on help has been dispatched.’ ”
The Lord breaks our hearts, the tears fall, and we hear His voice. It is a beautiful thing, isn’t it?
Thank you for sharing this.
Blessings,
Theresa
Thank you for reading it.
“The measure of a man isn’t what he does when he is being watched but what he does when he is alone……” Hmmmm very thought provoking!!!!! it should never be about the support system being there!!!. God bless 🙂
As I have learned the hard way.
Thanks for taking the time
You told this beautifully, Limbi! Love the paragraph describing the new environment the young man (you?) finds himself in… “as mint as it is evil.” And “in his arrogance he underestimated the pull his demons had on him!” That is so true! It well describes the arrogance of which I’ve too often been guilty.
May we always be humble enough to reach out for help and receive the grace to come to ourselves…
(Oh, and I would love if you would expand on the Tears of the sun/son idea.)
Christina
Thanks Christina it’s this walk with God we somehow think we know it all,but he supprises us all the time.its a lesson hard learned I thought I knew it all, but I am still a work in progress,
Still have a lot to learn.
Glad u stopped by.
I really enjoyed the way you told this story on the prodigal son. I look forward to reading more from your blog. Thank you for liking my post as well. Peace and Blessings to you.
Thank reverend you honour me with your presence,insipired by actual events though.
All the more compelling! and you’re welcome. Be blessed.
Fill me up. Look at me I am full and filled and full of filling.
Man, I am empty. How did that happen where did full go.
Fill me up. Look at me I am full and filled and full of filling.
Man, I am empty. How did that happen where …
I belong to the same club. Been a member all my life. I wonder, Limbi, if the “vessel” gets bigger. Not emptier. It’s just we don’t see ourselves growing. So it feels like we have emptied. Because it may also be we came with a hole we can’t see. And the filling up empties out. Thoughts on a postcard please.
Yes I believe that to be true, perhaps there is a hole that needs plugging and hence when we stop being filled it all just slips away.
I never saw it like that,why I love my fellow opinions and unending advice.
Thank you a gent and a scholar.
“And when he came to himself” a process we each must come to grips with and decide.
I applaud your open cry for help and forgiveness.
You are daily in my prayers.
A Servant
I need them
Many thanks.