Why I Love Prodigals

Do you know what I love about prodigals? When they find the Father waiting with open arms — they run right into them. They find it hard to resist, or reject, such love. They quickly recognize the reflection of pure adoration in their Father’s eyes — one without even a hint, of shame or disdain. Their Father isn’t intimidated by the stench of sin on their clothing. His shameless embrace aids in ridding them of the weighty clothing they have become accustomed to. The real acceptance is received, and exchanged, for a life that will never be the same.


Rembrandts rendition of the return of the prodigal son.

Do you know what I love about prodigals? When they return broken and scarred from the torrents of life — they are rebuilt with authenticity. They will not be comfortable in the religious confines of man-made boxes. They’ve tasted death and life — counterfeits will never suffice. They are easily identified! They are the real deal.

Do you know what I love about prodigals? I love how Jesus loves them. I love how Jesus loves those who love them too.

The Story of the Lost Sheep

15 1-3 By this time a lot of men and women of doubtful reputation were hanging around Jesus, listening intently. The Pharisees and religion scholars were not pleased, not at all pleased. They growled, “He takes in sinners and eats meals with them, treating them like old friends.” Their grumbling triggered this story.

4-7 “Suppose one of you had a hundred sheep and lost one. Wouldn’t you leave the ninety-nine in the wilderness and go after the lost one until you found it? When found, you can be sure you would put it across your shoulders, rejoicing, and when you got home call in your friends and neighbors, saying, ‘Celebrate with me! I’ve found my lost sheep!’ Count on it—there’s more joy in heaven over one sinner’s rescued life than over ninety-nine good people in no need of rescue. Luke 15:1 – 7 The Message