Jesus was criticized because He didn’t use the teaching methods that had always been used. He taught using parables. Illustrations that had deep meaning. To make things worse, Jesus made Himself available to people that the religious society of the day considered worthless.
The parables in this chapter have a common thread. Jesus and redemption.
He saw the truth about the sheep, the coin, and the son. He knew what they were and how they got that way. He also saw what they could be.
Jesus is the Source of hope for each and every person who is lost or in rebellion.
I’ve heard countless teaching on the story of the prodigal son, layers and layers of application. Tonight, I look at Jesus’s story from the standpoint of a parent.
God is a perfect Father. I look at how this father handled the problems in His family.
One of his sons was dissatisfied. “Give me...” he said.
The father had given him everything he had ever known.
He had given him life! Shelter, clothing, security, provisions. He’d had every need met. He would inherit what his father had worked for, insuring his security in the future.
But this young arrogant son demanded to be given what he thought was rightfully his. He can’t wait for his father to die, he wants to be at liberty to please himself. Now. On daddy’s dime....
(The father in this parable is God. Sure isn’t me....I’d have had a fit. And said a big loud “absolutely not.”)
This story depicts yet again what God did in The Garden. He gave this son free will and allowed him to choose the knowledge of evil. All he had known was good. He had been taken care of, protected, nurtured, and loved. He exercised his will to choose and chose to “..go to a far country..” (verse 13 KJV). Certainly his father had taught him differently than how he chose to behave.
The father didn’t stop the boy. He didn’t go chase him down, or bail him out. No rescue. The son burned all his bridges, wore out all his sources. The one thing the father did was to keep the door open and an eye watching for his return. I bet he had callouses on his knees from hours of praying for his safety and his heart to change.
Tough love they call it today.
The son returned, the sibling criticized. I can find myself in both. The father forgave. I wonder how forgiving I would be.
I am thankful that God has great patience and mercy. I’m thankful He forgives every time I too, have gone to a far away country. I’m so blessed that He has taken me back into His arms when I leave the pigsty and come crawling back home in repentance.
But we do well to see that there comes a time when God gives us what we choose in our own rebellion. He may forgive, but His perfect will is that we NOT choose to know the evil that disobedience ushers into our lives. He will wrap His arms of love around us when we are truly repentant and return to Him, but the memories of where we have been, the suffering we have endured and caused...is done!
Our world is screaming with the evidence of people choosing to go their own way, turning their backs on our perfect Father God. Just as Paul wrote...
“People knew God perfectly well, but when they didn't treat him like God, refusing to worship him, they trivialized themselves into silliness and confusion so that there was neither sense nor direction left in their lives.
They pretended to know it all, but were illiterate regarding life.
They traded the glory of God who holds the whole world in his hands for cheap figurines you can buy at any roadside stand.
So God said, in effect, "If that's what you want, that's what you get." It wasn't long before they were living in a pigpen, smeared with filth, filthy inside and out.
And all this because they traded the true God for a fake god, and worshiped the god they made instead of the God who made them—the God we bless, the God who blesses us. Oh, yes!
Worse followed. Refusing to know God, they soon didn't know how to be human either—women didn't know how to be women, men didn't know how to be men.
Sexually confused, they abused and defiled one another, women with women, men with men—all lust, no love. And then they paid for it, oh, how they paid for it—emptied of God and love, godless and loveless wretches.
Since they didn't bother to acknowledge God, God quit bothering them and let them run loose.
And then all hell broke loose...” (Romans 1:21-29 from The Message)
All hell has broken loose...there are so many prodigals.
Father help us all to wake up, get up out of the pigsty, and come running back to you.