Too Much

The son is overwhelmed by his Father's unconditional love and questions whether he deserves it.  Is it too much?

TOO MUCH

Father, I don't deserve this
My brother is right - I should be shunned.
Is there room in the servants quarters?
I'll stay there - it is good enough.

You don't know what I've said,
Where I've been, What I've done.
I am not good enough to come into your home.
I don't deserve this, it is too much.

I am not worthy,  not even close.
I have disgraced you, even cursed you.
I walked away from you.  I left you.
You don't know, my mistakes are many.

Father, you are too good and I am nothing.
I don't deserve this lavish love.
I don't deserve your forgiveness.
I don't know if I can accept it,
But I will.

Party in the House

When his son came home, the Father called for a PARTY!!!  God loves it when one of his children returns home.

PARTY IN THE HOUSE

There's a party in the Father's House.
My son has come home!  He's here!
Break out the best china.  Invite the clan.
Prepare the best of the best, 'cause  he's here!

Turn up the music!  Pour the wine!
Put on the best clothes you own.
We're pulling out all the stops, 'cause he's here!
My son is home!  He's here!

There will be dancing and singing.
The roof will shake.  The neighbors will talk.
But I don't care, 'cause he's here!
I'm over-joyed!  He's here!

I love my son.  I've missed him so much.
No words could describe my grief.
But now my tears have turned to laughter.
My grief has turned to joy, 'cause he's here!

My son is home!  He's here!

Luke 15:10

" . . . that's the kind of party God's angels throw every time one lost soul turns to God."

The Prodigal Father Responds With Open Arms

As the child returns home - the Father greets him with open arms and unconditional love & acceptance.

OPEN ARMS

Child you've come!  You've finally come!
Here I am, waiting still.
I love you so much - more than you know.
Come into my arms,
I love you!

Open arms.  Open arms.  Open arms of love.
No condemnation.  No disappointment.
Only celebration and tears of joy.
I don't care where you've been, child -
I'm just glad you are here!

Open arms.  Come into my open arms.
Don't try to hide your dirtiness - just come!
Don't hesitate and wonder what I think - just come.
Don't wait another second - just come.

I am running to you, child, with open arms.
I've seen you coming from far away.
I will stop at nothing to embrace you,
To pull you tight and tell you I love you!
I'm so glad you are here.