My Prodigal Son Returns

What could God possibly do at this time when I just lost my husband, that would surprise and bring me joy beyond belief?

Well, let me tell you.

Most people and at least those that came from a church background, have heard the parable that Jesus taught in Luke 15:11-32

Long story short. (my version) There was a man that had two sons. One son wanted his father to give him his inheritance even though his father was not yet dead. His father did that and off went the son to live wild and spend it until he had no money left.  And eventually he ended up with some pigs eating what pigs eat.

Well, that did not bode well with him. After all, his father had plenty back home and so he decided to go there and beg for mercy.

But would his father accept him back? After all, he wouldn't have had to.

And yet walking down the road towards home, his father saw him coming and ran to meet him. He was overjoyed that his son had decided to come back so much so that he threw his arms around his son and kissed his neck.

But his joy did not end there. No, he also threw a big party for his son because of the excitement of his son's home coming. 

What a party that must have been too. 

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Well first let me say, this wasn't like the son in that story.. No. But I believe it really depicts all of humanity, that rejects God. Perhaps those that even know him for a time and then leave him to go out and do their own thing. And when we come to our senses like he did, we go back to God who runs to us with only the kind of excitement that a loving God can give.

But I digress.

My son, whom I will call Mike was really a good son. He loved God and wanted to serve him. But life was never easy in our household as it isn't in many and as hard as he had tried to be what God wanted him to be, I think he just hit a time when he could not take it any longer. We as his parents were not giving him the things he needed. Our love and encoragement.

I know that doesn't give you a lot of information about what he was going through, and I really can't and do not wish to. 

The fact was, he had tried to please us as parents, and I came to believe that we just didn't recognize that.

And so one day, he and his father had an argument that broke apart our relationship. It hit me hard because he has three boys that I love dearly but when that incident happened, we were not allowed to see them or do things with them that we had been from the time they were babies. And it broke my heart. The only thing I was allowed to do was to send gifts for birthdays and Christmas and so on. And I faithfully did that adding a picture to the cards I sent to remind them of the fun times we had, because I never wanted them to forget us. 

Fast forward to 2019 a couple years and we moved out of state to where our daughter and son live with their families.

I won't go into how it began, because it really is a long story. But recently I found out some information which some would call by chance. But I call it being from God. Because he knew my heart's desire to reunite with Mike and his family. And so, a few months ago, I heard about them, and it was wonderful because all along I didn't know really how they were doing.

Not until my husband's death had I even spoken to Mike. And he and some of my husband's family came to attend his funeral service.

It was greatest reunion I could hope for. And I felt almost like the story in the bible and how the father felt when he saw his son coming down the road and he ran to meet him.

My prodigal son had come home!!!!!

And now that he is back at his home, we have talked serveral times and I even talk to the boys on face time or whatever he uses and it is the best! And I am estatic that at least the two older ones remembered me. The youngest doen't because he was pretty little when it all happened.

But that is ok. Because now he can get to know me. And I, him.

In the depth of despair that satan tried to rob me of by taking my husband, came a big surprise that only could have been achomplished by the hand of God. And I mean that litterally. 

Our God is a big God and he wants to give us good things. I wish that it had happened while my husband was alive. And I would have never asked for him to take it because I could then have my family back. But it is what it is and someday all of us will unite with him again and gone will be the old  problems we had went through. And we will all be with Jesus togeteher.

Thanks for coming and letting me pour out my heart to you. 

Just a note. We may be in the hurricane that may be hitting in the next couple of days. People are preparing for it. I understand that schools are closing for tomorrow and Thursday to open as shelters if needed. So I may lose power during that time and unable to post again until it is over. 

But God is good and though I have been through some real life storms, I know that God will take care of us.

God bless!