I had to stop. Had to. I'm sitting on the back porch. Dixie Belle has momentarily given up on the possiblity of a post devotional game of fetch. Her yellow tennis ball lies between her feet as she naps. My coffee has grown cold, but my heart is on fire. I'm knee deep in a study I've been writing on Prodigal Living. One day I hope to share the whole teaching with you, but the piece of fire verse fourteen has become to me this morning will not wait.
Luke 15:14, "But when he had spent all, there arose a severe famine in that land, and he began to be in want."
My dear America, we have spent all. There is a great lack in our land and we have begun to be in want.
Surely the next three verses apply and there is much in the whole passage for meditation, but for brevity's sake, and in order to lessen this fire in my fingers and return to my study, I pray we would follow the steps of the prodigal in verse seventeen. May we come to ourselves and say, "Father, we have sinned against heaven and before you. We are coming home."
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