Living well is nothing other than to love God with all one’s heart, with all one’s soul and with all one’s efforts. This is who I was created to be. How many times have I left “home” looking and searching for something more when the voice of love that satisfies is within. The problem begins when I start seeing myself as separate from God.
How often do I deny the spiritual reality that I belong to God with every part of my being, that God holds me safe and in an eternal embrace, that I am indeed carved in the Palms of God’s hands and hidden in their shadows? When do I ignore the truth that God has “fashioned me in secret, molded me in the depths of the earth and knitted me together in my mother’s womb.” (Psalm 139)
In silence, I begin to hear the voice that says: “You are my beloved and on whom my favor rests.” The voice of life and love which allows me to live in the midst of a dark world while remaining in the light. I am consecrated to this truth and this is where I rest and value my whole being. This is when I live as the person I am meant to be.
The younger one said to his father, ‘Father, give me my share of the estate.’ So he divided his property between them.“ Not long after that, the younger son got together all he had, set off for a distant country and there squandered his wealth in wild living.Luke 11:12-13
So many times I have squandered the gifts I’ve been given. Living disconnected in body, mind and spirit. Not knowing when I was hungry, full, tired, in pain. I kept pushing and running thinking I would eventually get there, wherever there is. I guess I thought I could outrun myself. But after my “wild living” I return “home” to the place that is pure, living a life of virtue and balance. Living in the world but not of the world and leading a temperate life.
Lord, thank you for always drawing me home to Your love.
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Love both the depth of the meaning of “returning home” and the simplicity of this act.