This has been a cool week. My little cousin Miguel has spent his Spring Break with me and we’ve had an amazing time. He has played basketball every day and yesterday, we went go-karting up in Hot Springs with Bud and Kevin (my little brothers for Big Brother / Big Sister at OBU). I went to Refuge last night and really had a cool time. I had a conversation with a friend afterward about how he was coming out of a time of wandering and returning to the Lord, but feeling unsatisfied. We talked a while and I really began to think about some things. You know, I screw up my life royally all the time, yet somehow things continue to work out for my good (Romans 8:28 or something). I feel like the Prodigal - maybe I can do something of merit so that when I return, God will at least acknowledge me and give me something, however mediocre, to do. But, faithfully, he shatters my expectations every time. He sees me in the distance and runs to me, calling for a feast, putting his best clothes on me, giving me his ring, and loving and embracing me. Unworthily, I can’t understand how he could continue to love me after I have have consistently broken his heart - and not just once, but all the time. But, he’s faithful. So faithful. And his faithfulness beckons me to be the same. And still he empowers me to do so. I have no excuse now. It’s time to grow.
SRay
