The Prodigal Father

After the Vikes blew it last night and I picked my Bible up this morning, everything snapped back into focus. My football team lost, but this father lost his son. Here's the actual story. The younger son said, "Dad, I want the money you're going to give me when you die, so be dead to me, give me the cash, and let me go." This loving father somehow does just that. The son blows it all on wasteful living and comes back to the father empty-handed and empty-hearted. My favorite line is "When the son was still a long way off, his father saw him. His heart pounding, he ran out, embraced him, and kissed him." The father's only concern was loving his son, a love the son clearly did not deserve. Everyone thinks the word "prodigal" means lost or wasteful. It means lavish, generous. It describes the father. It describes our Father.