Jeremiah 29:11 and Me

The chronicled details of the one goings in my world and thoughts... Or more simply put...My life as ME

Friday, January 21, 2005

Prodigal

adj 1: very generous; "distributed gifts with a lavish hand"; "the critics were lavish in their praise"; "a munificent gift"; "his father gave him a half-dollar and his mother a quarter and he thought them munificent"; "prodigal praise"; "unsparing generosity"; "his unstinted devotion" 2: recklessly wasteful; "prodigal in their expenditures"


I wanted to write about being a prodigal woman. However when I looked up the word, I found a different meaning that what I had thought of all my life. You see, I thought being a prodigal person meant that you ran away from something and then came back. I'm glad I looked up the word though, it actually does more for me than the previously thought definition. The parts of the definition that caught my attention the most were "distributed gifts with a lavish hand"; "his unstinted devotion" and "unsparing generosity"

Even though the definition has changed in my mind, I am still a prodigal woman. I have been shown unsparing generosity. I have recieved gifts from a lavish hand. And I have experienced unstinted devotion. However the most powerful thing, that is brought to mind is that I never deserved any of it. I was and am loved for me, and he is proud of me for being me. Now talk about unconditional love.

Could you stand in a mirror and say out loud, he/she loves me, regardless of my faults? Do you know in the back of your mind that you can always come home again? Do you know that even though you don't deserve it, gifts are still given to you daily?

For me, this is extremely humbling. There is nothing you can say that would explain why you deserve it. You didn't do some wonderfully outrageous, extraordinary thing. To know that someone loves me that much...brings a feeling I can not describe.

I have been thinking about this alot today. Every time it crosses my mind, tears spring up out of no where. Well, maybe they are from that dark place inside everyone, the place where only you know your thoughts, words or actions....and despite them, they love you.

Just one question then....


How do you show that kind of love to someone else?

1 Comments:

At 5:34 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

It delights me to see you uncover new wisdom from age-old teachings. Yes, you are loved unconditionally.

 

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