Me, and the "new" Prodigal Son...

Everybody sees him wasting money, drinking and living a wild life. We think this story is not about us, it's about those who don't love God, it's about them who live that way... But I see ourselves in this picture. We are sitting at the same table with our Heavenly Father. We are called his children, having all that belongs to him, and happens that we want to try to live this life on our own, for us. In his love for us our Father gives us blessing that we don't deserve, even if we decide to leave that table. We wake up in the morning and our hearts still beats, we can breath. We have been given one more day, and than one more and so on. But we, waste all we have been given for us, for our pleasure, thinking only about our money, our homes, our businesses, thinking that we build everything, not paying attention that there is nothing that can be built thinking only about ourselves. No, the story of the prodigal son is not only about those who stay in the bars wasting money, it's about us, Christians whom had been given so much and we waste it only for our pleasure not noticing others needs...

Let's come to our senses, and go back where we belong, at the table with our Father, where we can learn how to live this life not wasting a minute...