It's sort of like the rebellious teenager, one of many children, who was pampered, loved, nourished, and provided for all his life, by a caring responsible father. And then one day the kid decides that there are too many rules in his house, and he wants no part of them. So he picks up all his cares and woes, and heads out to the nearest Big Daddy who will show him the real ropes. He soon finds out that he was deceived by his new big daddy! This life he is now living, partying, games, and good times, does have a rule....follow me and you end up in the gutter!
And so the worried, loving, heart sickend father who diligently continues to search the streets everyday, and who cries himself to sleep every night when he is not found, never gives up hope that his most treasured son will someday come home.
Luke 15:11-24
Why is it we sometimes choose a pig pen rather than a robe and ring and sandals.
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