I read Luke 15 today about the prodigal son and noticed, somehow for the first time, that the son was said to have wasted his possessions with prodigal living. I’m not sure why, but when I have thought of the prodigal son story I always took prodigal to mean something like “found”. But ‘prodigal living’ took me by surprise when I realized it didn’t mean found but instead it meant ‘wasteful.’
How much wasteful living am I doing? What things have I valued recently that are truly wasteful? Where did I, like the prodigal son, believe I would find fulfillment only to find that I was hungry, living among the pigs. Like him, I will choose to return to my Father, admit that I have sinned against Him and take into account how I have valued things over the God who adores me. The first ‘wasteful’ living I recognize is how much time I spend with my television. It seems to be on just for the background noise and distracts me far more than I’d like to admit. I could be better using that time to manage my life, spend with my husband or better yet, spend in wonder at the many things God has done for me.
I choose to look at my wasteful living this week. I cringe at what might be shown to me. But I think I’m in a famine and don’t even know it.