The Return of the Prodigals
The prodigal son very likely had no time to clean up. Starving, smelling of pigs and hogwash, he made his way back home. His description of himself was accurate: he looked, smelled, and felt like a slave.Yet the Father embraced him and kissed him, not minding the stench or the filthy clothes. I need to remember that, and not let my filthy clothes and stench … Continue reading The Return of the Prodigals