According to Joyce Meyer ministries that the younger of them said to his father, father, give me the part of the property that falls to me. And he divided his estate between them. (vs. 13) not many days after that, the younger son gathered up all that he had and journeyed into a distant country, and there he wasted his fortune in reckless and loose from restraint living. (vs. 14) and when he had spent all that he had, a mighty famine came upon that country and he began to fall behind and be in want. (vs. 15) so he went and forced himself upon one of the citizens of that country who sent him into his fields to feed hogs. (vs. 16) and he would gladly have fed on and filled his belly with the carob pods that the hogs were eating but they could not satisfy his hunger and nobody gave him anything better. (vs. 17) and then when he came to himself… I love that! He came to himself. He woke up. How many hired servants of my father have enough food and even food to spare but here I am perishing and dying of hunger! (vs. 18) I know what I’ll do.
I will get up and go to my father and I will say to him, father,
I have sinned against heaven and in your sight. (vs. 19) I am
Joyce Meyer online said that no longer worthy to be called your son; just make me like one of your hired servants. There’s a great lesson here that I can’t get into but just to mention in verse 12, the younger son started out saying “father, give me the part of the inheritance that belongs to me.” give me, give me, give me. After a little time in the hog pen, now he’s changed his mind and his prayer is “father, make me what you want me to be.” we have to transition from give me what I want to make me what you want me to be. Sometimes it takes a few trips to the hog pen of life but that’s another message. (laughing) verse 20: so he got up and came to his father, but while he was still a long way off, his father saw him and was moved with pity and tenderness; ran and embraced him and kissed him fervently. (vs. 21) and the son said, father, I have sinned against heaven and in your sight; I am not worthy to be called your son [I no longer deserve to be recognized as your son]!
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