Prodigal - Impressionism

So 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. The son said to him, ‘Father, I have sinned against heaven and against you. I am no longer worthy to be called your son.’ 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. Bring the fattened calf and kill it. Let’s have a feast and celebrate. For this son of mine was dead and is alive again; he was lost and is found.’ So they began to celebrate. – Luke 15:20-24 So often in life we choose our own way. We take our own path, we squander our blessings, we run from God. But God is always there, waiting to welcome us back with open arms, full of love, mercy and forgiveness. When one who is lost is found, a great celebration begins in heaven!