“But when he came to himself, he said, ‘How many of my father’s hired servants have more than enough bread, but I perish here with hunger! ~ Luke 15:17 (Story of the Prodigal Son)
Notice how it says, “when he came to himself,” it doesn’t say “something clicked.” It doesn’t say “he was enlightened.” It says, “when he came to himself.” Genesis 1:26 says, “Then God said, ‘Let us make man in our image, after our likeness.'” When the prodigal son remembered who he was, he knew there was better for him. When he saw that stamp that his father stamped him with when he was born, he remembered what his father had. He humbled himself and saw exactly who he was and where he came from. But how could he have seen all that, if he was going back to be a servant, not a son?
Because he didn’t deserve to be a son, he gave that up. He deserved to be a servant, but that’s where grace comes in. That’s where his father looked at him and saw his son. He didn’t see a servant, he didn’t see a slave, he saw his son. This is exactly how coming home to God is. When we realize who we are, when we realize where we come from and we humble ourselves and come home, God runs to us. He embraces us with open arms. We don’t deserve it. We know we don’t deserve it. But that’s what grace is, it’s this continuous, overwhelming flow of love that never ends. When we humble ourselves and remember who we are. When we see that stamp that God has put on every single one of His creations. When we remember that God took His time and formed us. That God took His time and counted every hair on our head. That God has given us the greatest gift of all, that’s when we run home. That’s when God opens His arms and runs towards us. When we come to ourselves, we will find exactly who were made to be.
Peace. Love. Go Forth and Come to Yourself.