The Prodigal

I've spent four hours deep in image searches for a PowerPoint slide show for True North. The Prodigal. This is, of course, put me in deep thought.

Tonight I return to the question ‘How can I trust God?’

I can not make myself feel loved. I can not forgive myself. I can not welcome myself in. I can not invite myself to the feast. I can not even bring myself home.

Being the beloved of the Heavenly Father is a gift. I can desire it, hope for it, wait for it and pray for it. But I can not create it. It must be given to me.

I am lost. I must be found and brought home by the shepherd that goes out to me.

When he was still a long way off, his father saw him. His heart pounding, he ran out, embraced him, and kissed him. (Luke 15 : 20)