This morning as I was waking up, after having a dream in which nothing was working out right for me, I had this sudden impression…that we all long for acceptance, that God has long been preached and taught as a God of rejection, that we had better get it right or we would suffer the eternal punishment of the Eternal Rejecter…that only a few would choose God (or be chosen by God, depending upon your theological bent) and the rest, the masses, would encounter His rejecting wrath forever and ever and ever. All of this has been accepted as truth since the days, that is, the establishment, of the institutional church, where men take authority over other men using the message of an angry, rejecting God to line others up behind their cause.
All the while a loving God, a God of acceptance, has wanted His creation…”all” of His creation to know that He is a God of acceptance, “not” rejection…that He so “loves” the world, the whole of creation, that He sent His very own Son to do for the creation what only He could do…that is reconcile the creation, the world, to Himself, not counting their wrong doings, their sins, their
“rejection of Him”, against them.
And that is the point…it never was about God rejecting the creation but the other way around. The creation is the one doing the rejecting. It is a loving,
accepting God that thankfully wins over our stubborn, stiff-necked, rebellious,
rejection of Him.
In the parable of the prodigal son, we are either like the younger son, who
rejects the Father and goes it alone only to find out that it was much better
to be in the presence and care of his loving, accepting Father than to be “on
his own”, even if it meant being only a servant. How incredible He finds the
love, the acceptance of the Father to be, when he himself ceased to reject,
operate his life independently, of the Father. The older brother, on the other
hand, went a different route. Like the younger brother, he did “not” feel the
acceptance of the Father. Rather he felt that if he only did everything right,
then he would find acceptance. This he attempted to do for so long a time only
to be told that the Father’s acceptance of him, which was there all along just
as it was with the riotous living younger son, never depended upon his “getting it right”. Rather, it has always been and always will be, about the acceptance of a loving Father, a loving God, who will not give up on His creation until all stubbornness, all rejection of Him, is done away with, that He might eternally lavish His love upon the creation…the creation that He loved “and accepted” all along.




