Hardest of all…is the love that allows
people in our lives the freedom to rebel, to reject, to run away from us; from
what we stand for; from truth; from God.
The love that forgives, that seeks forgiveness. In the prodigal son story, the father did not
guilt or shame or condemn the selfish son at his departure or
upon his return. He patiently waited, he
quietly suffered, he secretly pardoned, he loved him from within the
distance, even as the father stood his
ground and hoped that the memory of a home and heart full of love would one day
draw his son back. And when the son
returned, while the elder brother gripped tight to his manipulative and
self-righteous rage, the father ran and embraced, celebrated and danced.
It’s truly the
parable of the cross and Resurrection, of prodigal love – and of its opposite.
--Dr. Tom Neal,
Word on Fire
Image source: Marc Chagall, The Return of the Prodigal Son,
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