Our pastor preached on the Gospel text Luke 15:11-32 yesterday which was on the Prodigal Son, a young man who'd taken his inheritance early and squandered it on all the wrong things. When he was broke and desperate he came home hoping for nothing more than to be a servant in his father's house but who was welcomed back wholeheartedly by his father. And of course the good brother who'd stayed and worked faithfully was jealous and resentful.
What stuck with me were two things from our pastor about this. 1. As much as we tend to look at the prodigal son and his antics being finally accepted back just as we are when God looks at us when we mess up, we're often as not more like the brother who was upset that someone who made a mess of his life in bad living could be taken back. We make snide comments about Easter and Christmas church goers, wonder aloud about people who come back to church after making botch all of their lives. We're so good, why should they be accepted back.
It gave me a new perspective on myself and I've thought about this since yesterday morning.
2. "The rich man ran to greet his returning son." Our pastor then said after this quote: "The rich don't run." I loved this and it's true, the rich have people. But God runs to us when we come to Him.