“Neither by the blood of goats and calves, but by his own blood he entered in once into the holy place, having obtained eternal redemption for us.”
Hebrews 9:12 KJV
“I’m out of here. No more rules. No more getting up at dawn. I’m going to spread my wings. I’m going to express my person-hood. No boundaries, no laws, no judgment I’ve got to do my own thing. Let the party begin!”
A faithful father eyed the newborn calf. This one was special. He could feel it. “After this calf is weaned, set it aside for fattening. I have a reason…a good reason. I’m planning a party. I’ll let you know when the time comes. Just take care of the calf.”
The father began his day before dawn and climbed into bed long after dinner. It was harvest time and a harvest couldn’t go sour while a father pined for a lost child. How long had it been since his bright and creative son took his plunge into the real world? Too long.
But the father who watched daily for his son’s return prayed. He didn’t change the rules. He didn’t run after his son or search for him. He remained faithful to his calling, his farm, his employees and he prayed knowing his son was on his way…someday! If he didn’t know his boy was returning he would have ceased looking down the well-worn path. If he didn’t know his son would find repentance, no fatted calf would have been set aside for celebration. He was hopeful. He looked only at God. His expectancy came from trusting God’s faithfulness, God’s heart.
And the prodigal who spread his wings came to himself. The prodigal who betrayed his father’s inheritance with riotous living came to his end. The prodigal who knew so much and spit on his godly heritage came to the end of his rebellion—and turned toward home.
Keep your eye on the well-worn path, beloved daughter, and beloved son. The Almighty has provided a fatted calf for you. He has been slain from the foundation of the world. His name is Jesus. He is in your midst. Bow down and worship the One who has already been sacrificed for the sin of your dear one. It is time to feast and be fattened by the Lamb of God. It is time to get out the barbeque and delight yourselves in the goodness and faithfulness of God. And when your son, your daughter comes home—you’ll know how to celebrate—in the twinkling of an eye!