He Came Looking for Both Sons
There are passages of Scripture that I've read so many times I can almost recite them from memory. Then, every once in a while, I'll read one again and notice something I've somehow overlooked for years. It's always amazed me how the Bible can do that. The words never change, but somehow we do. Life has a way of deepening our understanding, and passages we've known since childhood suddenly reveal something entirely new. That's exactly what happened recently when I read the story of the prodigal son. For years, my attention was always drawn to the younger brother, the one who demanded his inheritance, walked away from home, and eventually returned broken and humbled. His story is beautiful because it reminds us that no matter how far we wander, God's grace is always waiting for us. But this time, I found myself lingering over the older brother instead. The older brother never left. He stayed where he was supposed to be. He worked hard, fulfilled his responsi...