Monday, January 23, 2012
I saw a face yesterday.
A familiar face, yet not.
It was a face that has been changed from the inside out.
Transformed by the Holy Spirit.
A sweet face that I’ve seen in my minds eye, as I’ve prayed, but not been able to see in person.
Yesterday was the day.
Oh what a glorious surprise it was!
My friend who had been lost…
My friend that only God Himself could find…
My friend that is healed and whole…
My friend that has been delivered and set free…
My friend came home.
Praise God! She’s home again!
The prodigal daughter, returned.
And Praise God, our precious church family chose to take on the role of the forgiving father, and not that of the bitter brother.
Yesterday I saw the family of God, open their arms and welcome my friend home. It was a beautiful thing to behold.
I witnessed the love of God in action.
He put feet on God’s love yesterday.
This burly, six footer. This steely, guarded, man of few words. He put feet on God’s love, and in the midst of the congregation singing our praise to God, he moved those feet.
From my bird’s eye view in the choir loft, I watched as He moved those servant feet to the place where my friend stood. What I saw next can only be described as God in this man’s flesh wrapping His arms around my sweet friend. It was the biggest, most genuine hug that I’ve ever seen. He opened his arms and welcomed our lost sheep home.
The moment was brief, yet it all transpired in slow motion for me and tears flowed warm. They were tears of joy, tears of praise and thanksgiving. The scene before me was God’s gift to me. His answer to my prayer.
It’s been a long year for my friend and her family. But they’ve fought the good fight, kept the faith, and praise God they’ve come to the other side of their storm as victors in Christ Jesus.
Do you have a prodigal son/daughter, sister/brother, husband/wife, mother/father in your life today?
Are you taking on the role of the father or are you struggling with the role of the bitter brother?
Give it to Jesus friends.