The Heavenletter I proofed this morning was about the Prodigal Son. God's interpretation is different from the standard, or so I imagine.
I know nothing about the Prodigal Son. How or where I heard the story, I don't know. I can only imagine that I heard it sometime during the twelve years of public school where the Word of God was read for five minutes at the beginning of school, before the Pledge of Allegiance to the flag.
I am grateful for those years when God and His great literature were acceptable in schools, not that I had any idea what anything was, yet, somehow some of what the teachers read out loud penetrated and did get in.
I remember one teacher, Mr. Smith. I remember that he read the Bible to us, as required in those days, and that he read it with joy and caring. Otherwise, I just remember teachers' reading for the perfunctory five minutes while everyone was quiet and my attention went elsewhere.
What I am leading to is how precarious I feel when God hits a topic from the Bible, pretty much the same way I feel when He talks about time and space about which I know nothing.
In Godwriting™ we have to set aside our personal selves. In topics such as in the Heavenletter I proofed this morning, I don't have a personal self to put aside. To start with, I am a blank. I have no ideas, no opinion. I don't have to put aside my personal take because I never had a personal take. It is a wonder to me that I do remember the highlights of the story. Certainly, I never heard any interpretation to have an opinion to set aside. I never thought about the Prodigal Son.
Certainly in this Heavenletter entitled Behind the Story of the Prodigal Son, it was all new to me. With or without the parable, God certainly makes some good points, and it feels good to me to get to the heart of it.
I suppose that God hung the points he wanted to make on the parable. Anyway, here are some of the points that speak to me:
The world judges. God loves.
What dwells in the heart of the stolid brother? What dwells in the heart of the son who returned?
If the heart of the son who stayed home is frozen, who froze it?
Is the Good Son ego?
May the stolid son get beyond his hold on world perception and, instead, be happy, if not for his brother, for his Father?
I like what God says very much. His emphasis on the heart means everything to me.