I am embarrassed to admit but this past Friday evening was the first "Stations of The Cross" that I have participated in since I was in high school (1996). What a beautiful devotion to take part in...I was literally brought to tears during the meditations. I do not remember being so emotional in my past experiences with the Stations, however, I was only 17. I am sure that on the rare occasion I participated, my mind wandered to all other areas of my life having little or nothing to do with faith.
God, I truly feel that I am your "Prodigal Daughter". Throughout all of life's hardships, I was always too stubborn to rely or put faith in you. After everything I have done and failed to do, you picked me up in my brokenness. Thank you for opening up your arms...thank you for welcoming me home. If there is a person on earth who is undeserving of your Grace, it is me.
My prayer today: Lord, increase the faith of my family and friends, especially the "Prodigal Children" who have not made it home.
I think the angels in heaven sing really loud when Prodigal Children return
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