Last night the speaker at Rock shared the story of the prodigal son. He told the story beautifully and really captured the generous and gentle heart of God. He didn't choose to tell the story of the older brother because his talk focused on our need to repent, and the sweetness with which we are greeted by the Holy Spirit when we do (therefore focusing on the younger brother).

As he told the story of the prodigal son, a story which does so well to capture the gracious heart of our Father, I was sitting there thinking about justice. Sometimes I just want there to be justice. Why does everyone always get off so easy?

As I sat there wishing there was more justice my thoughts were interrupted by the Spirit. With same the gentleness that He greets a repentant sinner the Holy Spirit nudged me and softly reminded me that God wants justice too. God's need for justice is greater than mine but his love for us is greater than I'll ever comprehend. He reminded me that his desire for justice is why Jesus was nailed to the cross, and his incomprehensible love for humanity is what kept him there. Justice in the most beautiful, sweet, selfless act that we have ever seen in all of humanity. The same justice that covers me when I act like the older brother and the same justice that I need in the desperate way that the younger brother did.