We think we need God to add, but instead, we need to subtract. We need to turn around, to go home, to go back to become the people we were meant to be. “Fill my cup, Lord,” we sing, except that we’ve already filled it ourselves. “Guide me, O thou great Jehovah,” we sing, except that we’re already guiding ourselves.
What is a homecomer?
“…The term “home-comer” has, of course, a religious connotation. For it takes a good deal of courage to say “no” to the fashions and fascinations of the age and to question the presuppositions of a civilisation which appears destined to conquer the whole world; the requisite strength can be derived only from deep convictions. If it were derived from nothing more than fear of the future, it would be likely to disappear at the decisive moment. The genuine “home-comer” does not have the best tunes, but he has the most exalted text, nothing less than the Gospels. For him, there could not be a more concise statement of his situation, of our situation, than the parable of the prodigal son.”
— E.F. Schumacher, Small is Beautiful, Harper and Row, 1973
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