I love this story of the Prodigal son who returns to his loving father and is welcomed with open arms and a feast. But I have to confess that many times, I felt like that slightly disgruntled older brother. I find myself shaking my head in agreement with the idea of “What about me?” And with that message, I am missing the point. Too often, I judge myself and others by making comparisons and ranking who is best and who needs work. Who is deserving and who is not. God loves each of us for the person we are right now, with our warts, our sins, our challenges. The road to forgiveness is always there, as it was for the prodigal son. Even if we get lost along the way, we can still find our way back. The door is open.
I often feel that I don’t measure up, that I am broken, but I am reminded that God wants me to come as I am. The door is open, and love is always there. I know God wants me to feel that love and then pass that along. To be the older brother and celebrate the return of the prodigal son. I know I will still struggle with the what-about-me, but I can work on letting go of those comparisons and rankings. I pray that my heart can be open and loving, to celebrate others as I know God the Father celebrates me.
Carol Zuegner
Writing and reading the Daily Reflections helps me connect with my faith.
