25“Now his elder son was in the field; and when he came and approached the house, he heard music and dancing. 26He called one of the slaves and asked what was going on. 27He replied, ‘Your brother has come, and your father has killed the fatted calf, because he has got him back safe and sound.’ 28Then he became angry and refused to go in. His father came out and began to plead with him. 29But he answered his father, ‘Listen! For all these years I have been working like a slave for you, and I have never disobeyed your command; yet you have never given me even a young goat so that I might celebrate with my friends. 30But when this son of yours came back, who has devoured your property with prostitutes, you killed the fatted calf for him!’ 31Then the father said to him, ‘Son, you are always with me, and all that is mine is yours. 32But we had to celebrate and rejoice, because this brother of yours was dead and has come to life; he was lost and has been found.’” (Luke 15:25-32, NRSV)
I wonder how many of us are the older brother.
Have you ever looked at someone at a worship gathering and wondered why they were here?
Have you ever questioned someone’s motive for doing something?
How many of us will be surprised in heaven when we see that person?
But realize for every person you are surprised to see, there will be that many if not more surprised to see you too…
You see the thing we forget is the story isn’t about the younger son or the older son. The story is about the father, that shames himself for the younger son and shames himself for the older son. The older son comes home and throws a fit. A laying in the middle of the aisle kicking and screaming fit because I don’t get my pop tarts! And the father leaves the party to come and get the older son. This father is all about the love he has for his children. A love that goes way over and above what any love could.
So don’t throw a fit because they are here, but rejoice and know that God loves us all and wants us all to be there!