We have all been in the footsteps of the “Prodigal Son”, the Brother and even the Father.
Remember the time when you felt ashamed, all alone, or so far away?
Remember the time when you saw and felt with your heart someone in your life who was ashamed, all alone, or so far away? These times brings tears to my eyes.
The feeling and empty hole of being lost. Each day being a struggle to return to some type of normalcy, whatever that is.
Thank God for people in our lives to be Christlike in those times. The ones who will help you lift your head, be there for you in your lost times, pray with you, and offer grace. Those are the “Welcome Home” times in our lives.
Blessings and love,