I think most of my life I have been waiting for an invitation to come and join a party I was already at. My own self-hatred kept me from acknowledging that God and others wanted me even though they did and they do. Now that God has dealt with my self-hatred, I’m finally able to accept myself and accept and receive the love He and others have been offering me for some time.
I have come to the end of myself like the lost prodigal son, and come running back to the Father I ran from. I have let go of the legalism of the older son, who was so near to the Father but was just as lost.
Now it’s time for a party! A party at the table of Jesus Christ, where all are welcome! (I should have known this was coming – I just got into cooking!)