I don’t know about you, but many times God has had to lead me back home. Not just my Mother’s home, but actually back home to his love. I realized that running an international ministry got super heavy on many days. I would have a list of things to do and forget that in the beginning it wasn’t about the purpose, or touching the masses. It was just me and Jesus in the backyard or me and Jesus in my dorm room, chillin’. The reality is, even with being saved, even with a daily devotional, I was still far from God. My daily to-do goals and dreams all got higher than my personal relationship with God.
I still longed for Jesus, but not without the blessings, not without the office or goals. I realized, in the beginning, HE was my help. He was my source. He was my strength. Nothing I could do on my own, but through Him.
Imagine a child always holding their parent's hand, because that is their security and refuge, but one day something shiny comes along, so they let go of their parent's hand and go after the shiny thing they desire. God revealed that was me. I’ve let go of his hand and his amazing love for things that shined. Like a certain person, a certain dream, or a goal. Instead of trusting and leaning on God I let go and went after it myself.
God is taking back his Prodigal Daughters. He wants them to come back into His home, back under His care. Back in His arms. Our inheritance is still the same, but now we are coming home to God.
God only wants us to hold his hand again. He desires to be our source again, but things happen that take the desire away. Maybe we must ask ourselves what happened that caused us to let go of His hand. Hurt, a heartbreak, a let-down, a loss, or something more appealing? As we address this, we can come back to God's love.
Daughter Come Home Again!
“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.”