Luke 15:13

The Message

Cross References

Proverbs 18:9

Slack habits and sloppy work are as bad as vandalism.

Proverbs 21:17

You’re addicted to thrills? What an empty life! The pursuit of pleasure is never satisfied.

Proverbs 21:20

Valuables are safe in a wise person’s home; fools put it all out for yard sales.

Proverbs 27:8

People who won’t settle down, wandering hither and yon, are like restless birds, flitting to and fro.

Proverbs 28:7

Practice God’s law—get a reputation for wisdom; hang out with a loose crowd—embarrass your family.

Proverbs 29:3

If you love wisdom, you’ll delight your parents, but you’ll destroy their trust if you run with prostitutes.

Jeremiah 2:31

“What a generation you turned out to be! Didn’t I tell you? Didn’t I warn you? Have I let you down, Israel? Am I nothing but a dead-end street? Why do my people say, ‘Good riddance! From now on we’re on our own’? Young women don’t forget their jewelry, do they? Brides don’t show up without their veils, do they? But my people forget me. Day after day after day they never give me a thought. * * *

Micah 6:3

“Dear people, how have I done you wrong? Have I burdened you, worn you out? Answer! I delivered you from a bad life in Egypt; I paid a good price to get you out of slavery. I sent Moses to lead you— and Aaron and Miriam to boot! Remember what Balak king of Moab tried to pull, and how Balaam son of Beor turned the tables on him. Remember all those stories about Shittim and Gilgal. Keep all God’s salvation stories fresh and present.”

Luke 16:1

Jesus said to his disciples, “There was once a rich man who had a manager. He got reports that the manager had been taking advantage of his position by running up huge personal expenses. So he called him in and said, ‘What’s this I hear about you? You’re fired. And I want a complete audit of your books.’

Luke 16:19

“There once was a rich man, expensively dressed in the latest fashions, wasting his days in conspicuous consumption. A poor man named Lazarus, covered with sores, had been dumped on his doorstep. All he lived for was to get a meal from scraps off the rich man’s table. His best friends were the dogs who came and licked his sores.