You: A Xenial God? What does ‘xenial’ mean in the first place?

Me: The dictionary says ‘xenial’ means- hospitable, especially to strangers and foreigners.

You: A hospitable God? Doesn’t make sense.

Me: Doesn’t hospitable mean ‘making people feel welcome and at home’? I’m glad to say that the God I have come to know is one that makes me feel ‘at home’.

Yes, there were times I was truly lost in the woods, having made several bad choices and not knowing where to head – guilt, shame and a sense of despair is what I felt. That’s until I surrendered these feelings to God in faith, and became open and receptive to abundance. That is truly when I began to feel ‘at home’ – to know my place in the world and start to ‘be myself’.

 Home is a place to become yourself.  It’s somewhere you can close a door and open your heart. ~ Theo Pelletier

In order to explain how I truly felt, let me share with you a scene from the movie Blood Diamond . A young boy, Dia is captured by the rebels controlling the diamond mines and turned into a child soldier. He considers his own father to be a traitor and turns his gun on the man helping his father to reunite them. Watch how the scene plays out:

These are the father’s words to his son, Dia:

Dia. What are you doing?! Dia!! Look at me. Look at me!! What are you doing? (Walking towards his son very carefully…) You are Dia Vandy of the Proumanday Tribe. You are a good boy. You love soccer, and school. Your mother loves you so much. She waits by the fire making plantains and red stew. And the new baby…. The cows wait for you, and Bakwu, the wild dog who minds no one but you. Mmm? I know they made you do bad things. You are not a bad boy. I am your father, who loves you. And you will come home with me and be my son…again. (Dia lowers the gun and then they embrace.)

For some reason this scene makes me recall the parable of the prodigal son or rather the Father who runs to greet and welcome back his prodigal son.

prodigal son

 While he (the son) was yet at a distance, his father saw him and had compassion, and ran and embraced him and kissed him. ~ Luke 15:20 ;

 

Coming home to God and to ourselves is indeed the best kind of homecoming, ever!

This post is written for the letter’X’ for the Blogging From A to Z April Challenge 2014.

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