Cont., (from last #Sunday)It’s the other son. Let’s call him, er, Benedict. Benny is as good as they come. He says the grace before every meal. When sent on a shopping errand, he brings back the change. He is the son of every father’s dream. But today, the scoundrel Georgie returned home and an impromptu party is on in the main house while Benny is busy doing the day’s clean-up in the toolshed. He is frothing at the mouth. “That wastrel should never have been allowed back,” he mutters under his breath. “He does not belong. Whatever he could lay claim to, he took. Now what does he want, my stuff too?”In the telling of this parable, there is no mention of the elder son searching for his younger brother all those years he was away. All we know is that he is not amused today. Not at all. As far as he sees, that grain-fed calf that was slaughtered this afternoon was HIS. That party should have been thrown…you guessed right, for H.I.M.But let’s bring this home. We are the Georgies. The Georgettes. Whatever. Only (lucky for us), we not only have a Father who loves, but we have a big brother who cares. He did not wait for us to come home, He came looking. And when he found us on the city dump hobnobbing with pigs and other low-lifes, He did the unthinkable. The unfathomable, actually: He gave up His life (for us) right there on the city dump to convince us to return home to the Father, where we belong. He said a feast was being prepared for us. And that if we made that decision to make the U-Turn towards home, the party bells would ring.When our hearts wander on the journey of life, He rejoices to see us come home.What are you waiting for?
August 9, 2021 at 6:54 pm
Love this❤️
August 9, 2021 at 6:55 pm
Jacob Zikusooka this is an amazing piece of poetry it speaks a great sermon in a few minutes thanks.
August 9, 2021 at 6:57 pm
Preach my brother preach! Oh how he loves us!
August 9, 2021 at 6:57 pm
He gave His life, what more could He give???
August 9, 2021 at 6:57 pm
So yesterday I thought about two friends. Brothers I could say.
One a believer in God and another, younger unbeliever, clever too and a stubborn writer. I find both very knowledgeable and good people. What causes a man to totally trash the whole God thing? Is it they have read too many books and among the books there is one we the believers missed?
I swear my mind had both Jacob Zikusooka and Kakwenza Rukirabashaija when I thought this.
Infact I was watering the plants in those tins when this thought about God and his too sons.
Jacob I love that neighborhood you walk in the picture.
Walking there felt good the leaves…the freshness of that air…happy Sunday friend.
But why do some people doubt the existence and power of God?
August 9, 2021 at 6:58 pm
Nana, to quote C.S. Lewis in “The Problem of Pain”: “Atheists express their rage against God although in their view He does not exist.” Contradiction in terms, no?
August 9, 2021 at 6:58 pm
Musajja I need talk to u via wassap. God’s grace upon u. I need that guy moving with u
August 9, 2021 at 7:00 pm
Am home, in the loving arms of our Father. And doing my small small part of telling others that big brother PAID it all, they just need to come on in.
August 9, 2021 at 7:00 pm
It just goes to show, you don’t have to leave kin and country to be the prodigal (or daughter). You can waste just as easily the graces and gifts of the Father whilst still remaining under his own roof.
You see, it’s also a warning to us are parents. Don’t be enamored with the outward conduct of our offspring; it is always a matter of the heart. Two hearts were revealed in this parable.
The first heart appeared reckless and rebellious from day one, while obedient son number two remained dutifully faithful to his charge.
Only time revealed what was really going on inside. The one son, though prone to wander (as many of us sheep are apt to do) was in danger away from the Good Shepherd and recognized his own frailty once his own strength abated.
Now the other fool conducted faithfully the family business, did his work , earned his keep and I’m certain was the darling of the neighborhood. Yet when the family patriarch chose to bless instead of curse his wayward sibling, his heart revealed a dark and jealous part buried deep within.
Do you think part of the older brother, when hearing news from afar of his brother’s partying, carrying on and debauchery instead of deep concern was more worried about him and the family’s good name? You are right in saying he never went to search for his lost brother to try to talk sense into him.
Instead of the public punishment he was expecting upon the wayward brother’s return he is greeted after a hard day’s work with merriment and celebration of the return of the scoundrel.
It is all too much. He finally breaks the long silence to go on a tirade of how unfair his own father was to him all those years. He felt entitled and deserving and this sloth was rewarded for all his averice behavior.
Not so. The faithful fool still had everything that was coming to him and more. None of that has changed. They both were beneficiaries of the Father’s unmerited favour; one was grateful, the other was discontent.
Contentment with godliness is great gain. We could have all the world at out feet and still lose our very souls if we dwell upon our own works instead of receiving freely the gifts we’ve been given by grace.
Something to dwell upon. Happy Sunday.
August 9, 2021 at 7:01 pm
What meditation!!!
Sanchuuuu always