Luke 15: 1-3, 11b-32
“He would gladly have filled himself with the pods that the pigs were eating; and no one gave him anything. But when he came to himself he said, ‘How many of my father’s hired hands have bread enough and to spare, but here I am dying of hunger.’”
Prayer: Holy God, as we sojourn in our wildernesses, thank you for sojourning alongside us. Amen.
As you can probably imagine, as a pastor, people often tell me their life stories, where they celebrate, where they struggle. What brings happiness. What brings pain. And in every church I’ve ever served there are alcoholics. And, every recovering alcoholic has a story about “hitting bottom.” And the stories are all different, but they’re all the same, too.
One man told me of how he kept getting pulled over for drunk driving. Then he had an accident and another person was injured. Then he lost his job. And his relationship with his girlfriend fell apart. He was on a road to self-destruction. He knew he had to change, but couldn’t. He’d go a day or two sober, but then he’d fall back. And this circular struggle went on and on for years. He had to hit rock bottom to get better.
In the recovery community, hitting bottom is a place that some people with severe alcoholism must reach before they are finally ready to admit that they have a problem and must reach out for help. Until they do that, things continue to decline, physically, emotionally, mentally, spiritually” (What Hitting Bottom Means for Someone With an Addiction (verywellmind.com) retrieved March 25, 2022). In Alcoholics Anonymous, that’s the point where a person realizes that he or she is powerless over alcohol and life has become unmanageable. Admitting that is step one. Step two is admitting that help from a greater, Higher Power is needed for restoration to sanity.
Sometimes an alcoholic can go round and round in a vicious circle, trying to control the drinking, thinking they have the power to do it. But, the road to recovery begins when the bottom is hit, and a person finally takes those first two steps.
Now, hitting bottom is a term applied to alcoholism and substance abuse, too, but I think it applies to any addiction people face, like gambling, or workaholism, or the love of power, or money, and other circumstances and vices in life.
So I see it in this parable Jesus tells. Maybe I see myself in this parable. Maybe you see yourself in it, too? Are you like the younger brother? Or the older one? I mean here’s the younger son, addicted to his own independent right to himself. Freedom. Entitlement. Living high off the hog. He was living in the fullness of life in his father’s house, but in a rebellious move, he demands his share of his father’s inheritance early. And he sets out on his own. And ends up blowing everything.
Of course, now he’s lost out in his wilderness. And he gets in this vicious circle. One thing piles on another. Loss of wages and resources. He’s hungry. Thirsty. Homeless. Living and working among the hogs. And he hits bottom. He comes to his senses. He gets this realization that he had everything he needs in his father’s house and then some! But now, here he is—going hungry in the pigsty!
We can identify sometimes, right? I mean sometimes do you say when you’re in your own particular wilderness crisis, “I think I’m OK. I can handle it. I think I’m on top of my game.” I say to myself sometimes, “I can control the balance in my life. All the things I feel I have to do and want to do at church and at home... It’s all under control.” And, I believe it. I have a right to myself. My self-sufficiency. Aren’t we often independent operators? And we get hooked on being completely and totally in control.
Until we’re not. When things don’t go well, we might think God is testing us. When things pile up, one thing on another, we might begin to believe the lie that God has abandoned us, or worse, that God is present, but just doesn’t care. And we can go round and round in this vicious cycle.
Until we hit bottom. And we realize that trying to do all this on our own, trying to be self-sufficient, independent, in control of our circumstances—all of it—is not life-giving at all, but is in fact starving us.
And we come to step one—when we realize that we are powerless, and our life has become unmanageable, and that we don’t come to God enough while we are struggling in our wilderness. We haven’t decided to end to our spiritual self-sufficiency. Our spiritual independency. We have to come to ourselves and take step two… admit that a power greater than ourselves is needed. Say to ourselves something like what the younger son said when he came to himself, “I will get up and go to my father…”
And I imagine at this point, like the younger son, we might compose our prayer to God… “God, I haven’t taken your gifts of life to me. Seriously, mainly your presence, wisdom, and guidance. I’ve relied only on myself. But I am at my wits end. I can’t do this anymore. I’m sorry. I need you. I need your restoration.”
And on your way back to God, God comes and greets you! And the beauty is that as you start to utter your carefully formed words of prayer, God doesn’t let you finish. Because before you get the words totally out of your mouth, God already is welcoming you with hugs and kisses. And before you know it, God is preparing for a big celebration because you once were lost in your wilderness, now you’ve been found. You were dead; now you’re alive! That’s just the way God is to throw a big party!
Or maybe you can identify with the older son. I think in some ways he’s lost in his own wilderness as well. We know he is angry because he has been faithful to his father all his life, and never once was there even a cake offered so he could have a party with his friends, let alone a big celebration offered on his behalf for his faithfulness.
But, perhaps he is also angry at the fact that his kid brother often seemed to get the better end of the stick. I know in some families that is true… As the oldest brother in my family, growing up, I paved the way for my younger sibs, I think. For one, I had much stricter bed time rules than my younger brothers did, for example. Just sayin’!
But maybe the wilderness for the older brother is the strangeness of doing the good, right thing that doesn’t seem to pay off. And doing the wrong thing that the younger brother did brings abundant riches! Being good doesn’t seem to earn love, parties, and celebrations. There’s a wilderness the older brother experiences trying to make that square up. Trying to reconcile that can be confusing. And he stands outside the party, refusing to go in. His goodness, always being loyal, always doing what was expected of him was now a weight upon his shoulders. It kept him from seeing the full picture of what God sees and celebrating what God celebrates.
And he hits bottom. This point where he is powerless over his anger that now controls him. The point where he can’t even respond to God’s pleading to come in and be part of the celebration.
Each of us, I think, at times can identify with either of the two sons. But as I have said before, this parable is really not about the one son or the other son. It is really about God who welcomes each of us with all our frailties and waywardness in our wilderness we create. God who offers grace before, during, and after when we hit bottom. God who offers restoration and new life even when relationships are broken. God who ignores your past and doesn’t hold it against you. God who doesn’t want us to think we need to earn this holy love, but wants us to bathe in it. Soak in it. Let it seep into our inner spirit.
So when we hit bottom and turn to God without pretenses, seeking only to be made into a new creation, God will move heaven and earth to ensure we are made new. As we reach out to God, giving up our independent self-sufficiency, we will find God went to the “nth” degree to welcome us home and fill us with holy love, restoring us.
This is the God whom we serve. This is the God who makes us new. This is our God who is the power greater than ourselves to restore us to good spiritual health and sanity. That’s our God who give us all this even when we least deserve it.
I need this to be true. For me. For you. For the man I first told you about today. He hit bottom, and after months of the vicious circle, his brother finally took him to an AA meeting. And he told his story. And he took step one and then two. And eventually all 12. He attends AA meetings to this very day. He found his wife at AA and started a family. And he started coming to church.
So my fellow sojourners in Christ, be reconciled to God. Accept that you are loved. Let yourself be welcomed home. We may have to face the physical, emotional, mental, and spiritual consequences if we find ourselves hitting bottom in the wilderness. But, God is present. God really loves you. God really cares. Grace abounds and God will guide us home to a celebration of healing and restoration. Now and in the life to come. Amen.
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