in the vineyard

I've been thinking a lot about Marcy's post...

This past Sunday my Priest (that sounds weird to say, but explanations may come later, anyways...) was preaching on a passage in Matthew. The Parable of Two Sons.

"What do you think? There was a man who had two sons. He went to the first and said, 'Son, go and work today in the vineyard. 'I will not,' he answered, but later he changed his mind and went.Then the father went to the other son and said the same thing. He answered, 'I will, sir,' but he did not go. "Which of the two did what his father wanted?" "The first," they answered. Jesus said to them, "I tell you the truth, the tax collectors and the prostitutes are entering the kingdom of God ahead of you. For John came to you to show you the way of righteousness, and you did not believe him, but the tax collectors and the prostitutes did. And even after you saw this, you did not repent and believe him.
Matthew 21.28-32


I've been thinking, a lot. About the reality that if we are His, we'll be in the vineyard working. Sometimes we won't feel like going. After all, it's dirty and exhausting work. But at the end of the day, what we want is to please our Father. So we go...

Yet I hold this against you: You have forsaken your first love. Remember the height from which you have fallen! Repent and do the things you did at first.
Revelation 2. 4,5a