Morning Worship

“…So he went and hired himself out to one of the citizens of that country, and he sent him into his fields to feed swine. And he would have gladly filled his stomach with the pods that the swine were eating, and no one was giving anything to him. But when he came to his senses…” (Luke 15:15-17a)

It’s not easy when you one day wake up one moment and realize you are the prodigal slopp’n pigs and fighting against the injustice of working without reward.

Today I woke up and found myself standing muck and mire of the hog pen slopp’n pigs and looking for something to eat.  Today, I saw the future and I knew that I had a choice.  I could either stay here and slopp’n pigs for the next 40-50 years or I could return to my inheritance and work within the inheritance the Father has for me.

How did I end up here at this point…this fork in the road?  Just like the prodigal I wanted what is mine.  No, I demanded what is mine now.  And when that didn’t work,  I used the short coming as an excuse to separate more and more from the Lord justifying my running after riches and reward on my terms.

See the Lord, He has an inheritance for me.  And like the prodigal I know what that inheritance is.  And my stand was this: If you give me what is mine now, which would be a successful business that allowed me to eat, cover my bills on their due date, and have a bit left over to play on, then when I reached that point I would step into doing the work of my inheritance.  Why did I need the horse before the cart?  Because I needed the assurance that I would have money to eat and cover my bills…my obligations before I could focus on the inheritance side of life.  (Twisted I know, but it all made sense in my head.)

So here I am choosing the inheritance.  I’ve not seen the fatted calf yet, felt the ring on my hand, or even know if there are shoes to be worn but I’ll still step down this path of inheritance with caution and a bit of trepidation because…because I must if I want to live a life more abundantly than slopp’n pigs.

I find myself wanting to turn back already from this path…maybe looking for the chains in Egypt again just as those who left for the promise land did all those years ago…or maybe it’s just the loss of security because eventho slopp’n pigs sucks at least it is familiar and I know what to expect. 

But I will press on knowing each day, each decision, each movement will put me further and further down the path of inheritance and the distance between path of slopp’n pigs and walking the inheritance will be come wider and wider.  Knowing too, as I look at the two different paths, that the one has the Father waiting just a step down it so we can continue together and the other I walk alone with the Father watching and waiting for my return.