A Son Comes Home...the Mega Party

I spent all day yesterday at the biggest Mexican party I've ever been to, and it was a striking portrayal of a father's love for his son.

Paco, a young man now in his twenties, had a relationship with a young lady that resulted in the birth of Jogan Yamil three years ago. After she became pregnant, she sequestered herself in her house and refused to allow Paco near her or the baby. Then one day, about a year ago, she brought the little boy to see Paco. It was a breakthrough that changed Paco's life and brought Paco and this young woman together again.

Yesterday the extended families of the pair gathered together to celebrate Jogan's 3rd birthday. It was an incredible feast:

• 4 freshly butchered sheep that were cooked in the ground for 18 hours
• A triple-tiered cake
• Spiderman gift boxes with candy for all the kids
• 2 giant piñatas
• Too many cases of beer and tequila to count
• Crosses with Jogan's name as a remembrance gift for everyone
• Engraved glasses for special guests
• A mariachi band (with lead singer, Craig Johring)
  
• A catholic mass
• A DJ and lots of dancing
• A clown that entertained the kids and painted faces
• Spiderman himself even showed up

And I probably left a few things out. Let me also add that these people are by no means wealthy and the party was held in a poorer section of the city. But the whole family came together to celebrate. The most powerful moment occurred when Jogan joined his father and mother for the first dance of the evening. They danced with the little boy held securely between the two of them.

To me, it was a stirring picture of the Father's love for us. I too was held hostage, unable to step into the arms of my Father, who longed to shower me with His affection. But when that day finally came when we were united, He could hardly wait to unleash the greatest celebration the heavens have ever known. He spared no expense to show me His love. In fact, He just didn't kill a fatted calf or 4 sheep. He allowed the torture and murder of His own Son, so that He could scoop me up and dance with me.