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(Luke 15:11–32) The Parable of the Prodigal Son
This series explores how God speaks to us. Part 22: THE PRODIGAL — Reconciliation
So many of us have loved ones who have gone astray. I’m writing this next, difficult series from a heart that grieves alongside yours. But first, a testimony of Grace to set the tone…
TESTIMONY: I once heard a story of a young woman from a devout Christian home who turned away from the faith she’d been raised in. She rebelled as soon as she could, fell in with every bad crowd she could find, and finally ran far from home. For years, her parents heard almost nothing—only whispers that she’d sunk into drugs, run-ins with the police, a life that hurt her and everyone who loved her. She never returned. Her parents died broken-hearted, never seeing or hearing from her again.
At home, she’d tormented her younger brother so cruelly that his love hardened into a cold, unforgiving anger. The wounds she caused festered, and time only deepened them.
Years later, the brother became a Christian speaker. During an interview with a counsellor, he offhandedly mentioned a wayward sister. The counsellor, suddenly moved by God’s prompting, would not let it go. After many patient, persistent hours, the brother’s buried grief and rage finally erupted—years of sorrow spilling out like molten lava.
He had no idea that at that very hour, many miles away, his sister had hit rock bottom and taken an overdose.
While he wrestled with forgiveness, God was already at work.
A pastor found his sister, prayed until she cried out to Jesus, and in that desperate, quiet place, she met Mercy.
Grace broke through the chains of addiction; she was set free. At the same time, something shifted in his heart—the cold place he had nurtured for such a long time thawed.
In time, they were reunited and reconciled.
If you’re on this road, know this: God can turn the smallest, most unlikely threads—one persistent counsellor, a praying pastor, a trembling yes—into a safety net strong enough to catch what felt irreparably broken.
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Let’s pray, “Heavenly Father, like the younger son, we confess our waywardness and the times we’ve chosen exile over home. Like the elder son, we admit our hard places—pride, judgment, and the withholding of compassion. Father, have mercy. Meet us in our wandering and our stubbornness. Stir repentance where it’s needed, soften cold hearts, and restore what has been broken. Bring home those who have run far, surround them with people who will pray and act in love, and give us the grace to welcome without condition. Renew families, heal old hurts, and teach us to rejoice when the lost return. Let your lavish mercy reshape us into a people quick to forgive, slow to condemn, and ready to celebrate every step toward you." Amen!
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