My take on the parable of the Prodigal Son, inspired by something currently happening in my life.
WHEN-IF
When you return,
I shall be as the prodigal’s father,
Ever watching and hoping.
I shall run to you
As fast as my legs will carry me,
I shall hug you
To within an inch of your life,
I shall cover you with kisses,
And for you a new robe and ring.
The fatted calf shall be killed,
A feast prepared,
And woe be to your big brother
Or anyone else
Who questions my joy
Or takes my sense of relief lightly.
I shall intentionally
Resist the urge
To ask why,
To ask what kept you,
Or to scold you
For your wandering.
Should you decide
Not to return,
That the house and situation
You have found
Are better than
The house and situation you left,
I shall honor that decision
Sadly.
I shall regret the waste
Of the inheritance,
But I shall never stop
Looking out my window,
Waiting, hoping,
For your return.
A very heartfelt and personal message that I hope he's able to read. The only thing I don't like is having to eat a "fatted calf" as part of the deal. ;-)
This is very well done Chip. It reminds me of when I was waiting until past 2:00 in the AM for my daughter to come home. She was drunk and I could have made a fuss. Instead I told her how glad I was that she came home safely and that I will always be there for her if she needed me because I am her father who will love her forever. She cried on my shoulder that night and never came home late and drunk ever again. That you Jesus!
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