Coming Home

All the blessings of my father, did He give to me
In his house I dwelled with him, His blessings flow so free

Independence from His home, this is what I sought
On my own had to try, this is what I thought

I consumed and squandered all his wealth
All in all to please myself

Covered in filth and nothing to eat
Dirty and sore these throbbing feet

Independent, yes was I
But oh my soul so thirsty and dry

All those servants my father had
Even they weren't this sad

If I could just go back home
Oh better to be a servant he owns

I headed home down that old dirt road
On my heart was such a heavy load

I saw my Father on that hill
All I could do was stand there still

His face it glowed with surprise and glee
He never ran so fast to me

My heart it started to beat so fast
Oh Lord, I'm home at last!

Before I could even speak
Robes and Rings my father seeked

He dressed me in his finest things
Over me his voice it sings

All I could think of was the past
Of everything I deserved, this was last

Dad, Dad I've done nothing for you
Oh Dad I turned away from you

Child, Child you are home
You mean more than anything I own

He kissed my face then started to dance
We must celebrate while we've got this chance!

My child is alive, He is not dead!
Was lost, now He's found ...that's what he said!


Here is the parable Jesus told that I wrote this poem about. This is about the first brother. Honestly I feel like this parable speaks volumes about my relationship with God! In the past couple years...my heart has gotten very hard towards God...because of life and just my own prideful Indecence from Him. I really didn't think God could soften my heart again, but He has and it just amazes me! How amazing to know....when we come home to Him ...that He rejoices the way He does..even when we haven't done one single thing to deserve it. His mercy and grace are so amazing:)

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Luke 15 (New International Version)
Luke 15
.The Parable of the Lost Son

11Jesus continued: "There was a man who had two sons. 12The younger one said to his father, 'Father, give me my share of the estate.' So he divided his property between them.
13"Not long after that, the younger son got together all he had, set off for a distant country and there squandered his wealth in wild living. 14After he had spent everything, there was a severe famine in that whole country, and he began to be in need. 15So he went and hired himself out to a citizen of that country, who sent him to his fields to feed pigs. 16He longed to fill his stomach with the pods that the pigs were eating, but no one gave him anything.
17"When he came to his senses, he said, 'How many of my father's hired men have food to spare, and here I am starving to death! 18I will set out and go back to my father and say to him: Father, I have sinned against heaven and against you. 19I am no longer worthy to be called your son; make me like one of your hired men.' 20So he got up and went to his father. "But while he was still a long way off, his father saw him and was filled with compassion for him; he ran to his son, threw his arms around him and kissed him.
21"The son said to him, 'Father, I have sinned against heaven and against you. I am no longer worthy to be called your son.[b]'
22"But the father said to his servants, 'Quick! Bring the best robe and put it on him. Put a ring on his finger and sandals on his feet. 23Bring the fattened calf and kill it. Let's have a feast and celebrate. 24For this son of mine was dead and is alive again; he was lost and is found.' So they began to celebrate.
25"Meanwhile, the older son was in the field. When he came near the house, he heard music and dancing. 26So he called one of the servants and asked him what was going on. 27'Your brother has come,' he replied, 'and your father has killed the fattened calf because he has him back safe and sound.'
28"The older brother became angry and refused to go in. So his father went out and pleaded with him. 29But he answered his father, 'Look! All these years I've been slaving for you and never disobeyed your orders. Yet you never gave me even a young goat so I could celebrate with my friends. 30But when this son of yours who has squandered your property with prostitutes comes home, you kill the fattened calf for him!'
31" 'My son,' the father said, 'you are always with me, and everything I have is yours. 32But we had to celebrate and be glad, because this brother of yours was dead and is alive again; he was lost and is found.' "
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