…It took me many many many years to totally understand that in the story of the prodigal son…I was the prodigal.  I have spent most of my childhood and adult life agreeing with the older brother…and oh how I have seethed against Martha’s sister for sitting down and relaxing while Martha ran around making sure everyone was taken care of…so annoying….as you can see…therefore….I have absolutely no problem whatsoever seeing myself as the Pharisee…

I am soooo the Pharisee…alas and sigh.  My husband and I were talking about a story in Luke the other day, the woman who washed Jesus’s feet when he was invited to lunch with the Pharisee Simon.  Simon thought that if Jesus was really a prophet he would realize who this lady really was and after Jesus told her that her sins had been forgiven the other’s around the table, that would be me, started saying, “Who is this guy?”, maybe more like, “Who does this guy think he is?”

My husband pointed out something that I never really thought about.  Jesus is almost always talking to the prodigal, saying, “Come home son” or to the Pharisee, “Watch your step.”  It is a revelation to me this week that the prodigal has the easier time of it, I think, mostly because the Pharisee are too stupid to realize they are too stupid.  I am in serious trouble here.  While the prodigal just needs to ask forgiveness because they already know they are being ridiculous and that forgiveness is freely granted, the Pharisee, on the other hand, have to come to the realization that they aren’t as good as they think they are and that can take a really long time to happen, sometimes it may never happen.  Have you ever thought about whether or not you were a prodigal or a Pharisee?  If so which one do you think you are and why?  I’m trying to think of any good Pharisee in the bible and none are coming to mind…another concern for me today.  There are lots of prodigal and they are almost always redeemed, Pharisee, not so much…another long sigh…

…but since this is supposed to be a blog about being thankful I’ll pause and give thanks for a few things…

My daughter was on the sick side this weekend but thankful that it seems a mild illness and we were still able to have a little fun this morning before her fever returned.  Thankful for having a treadmill because I was able to do my 9 mile run anyway, since I could not leave my daughter with my mom while my husband and I do our long run.  Thankful for vanilla ice cream, sliced almonds and chocolate syrup:-)!!  Oh and sunflowers!  I got the most beautiful sunflowers at Whole Foods today:-)  They make me happy!

So for all these things…I Give Thanks!

KOR!