I stood there in silence after the noon bell rang and with the shuffle of kids everywhere. My teacher faded in the distance as I waited for my older childhood friend to find me so that we could begin our trek home. It was my first day of school and I was given instruction to wait there for her; not to leave without her. Time past and she was nowhere to be found. Disobediently, I began my walk home; to find steps later, it was the wrong direction. My heart begin to race, my chest tightened and my breaths became shorter. I said a silent prayer to God for help to make it home and hoped that I would not get in trouble when I made it. I felt a peace come over me and I bravely took a few more steps and thought surely I would get there. In the distance beyond the streets and brown grass fields, I could see the neighborhood pool hall that my aunt and her boyfriend attended. I had the pleasure of visiting it once for a short while on a night my aunt baby-sat me. I was so excited to see familiar territory. Out of the blue appeared my aunts boyfriend. He asked how I got there? I thankfully explained and he gladly walked me home. Turns out I was miles away from home and while I didn’t know where I was, God did. Not only did he hear my prayer but he sent help to take me home.
If you’re dealing with a prodigal child who has lost his/her way and you’ve taught them to pray. Be encouraged that when they turn toward the Lord he will answer their prayer and yours too. They are never to far for him to reach them. The angels rejoice over a repentant child. Each child means a great deal to God, even more so than to us. He grieves when they disobey and celebrates when they come back to the kingdom.
Modeling our Fathers’ love, we can have the same care and concern for our wayward sons and/or daughters. All of our children have had or will have prodigal moments where they choose to go their own way; whether it is disrupting class, hanging with the wrong crowd or not doing an assigned chore, we have the privilege of forgiving them. While their decision or behavior isn’t welcomed, their sincerest apology and repentance can be heartfelt and a cause to rejoice.
My mother was not upset with me for leaving but extremely grateful to have me back home, safely in her arms. God’s great love reaches out and finds sinners no matter why or how they got lost; lost children get found.