Welcome Home

"But while he was still a long way off, his father saw him and was filled with compassion for him; he ran to his son, threw his arms around him and kissed him. The son said to him, "Father, I have sinned against heaven and against you. I am no longer worthy to be called your son." But the father said to his servants, "Ouick! Bring the best robe and put it on him. Put a ring on his finger and sandals on his feet. Bring the fattened calf and kill it. Let's have a feast and celebrate. For this son of mine was dead and is alive again; he was lost and is found.' So they began to celebrate." Luke 15:20-24, NIV


When my friend and I go away, we always look forward to going home. Not nearly as much as her dog does welcoming us home. When we are still on the other side of the door, you can hear the excitement in the dog's vooice as she anticipates us walking through the door. When we open the door and come in, that is when all the welcoming really kicks into high gear. The dog is so excited to see us return home. She runs around, giving us kisses. For the dog, no housewarming would be adequate except when a party is there waiting for us when we get home.

That is the way when each of the Lord's lost children finally returns home to Him. When a person accepts Christ as His Savior, there is a party of angels singing in celebration of him coming back to where he belongs. Just as the dog became excited before we even came through the door, God waits in anticipation for all of His children to return to Him. It is our job to bring every one of those lost children home to God.


Dear Heavenly Father, thank You for loving me so much as to welcome me home with loving arms when I was lost. Amen.

Jodi (AZ)