Spiritual Lens April 28, 2014 Issue

Coming home

Chris Jones
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In the cold enclave of self-righteousness
From the false confidence and 
     shallowness of human will
Out of the mire of self-searching 
     and doubt
Dawns a new light, brighter still

It kindles softly from the depths 
     of self-surrender
A promise sweet, overshadowing 
     worry and fear
What starts as a meek, impossible hope
Ripens into a joy powerful and near

Home at last, after so long in the cold
Home at last, safely back in God’s fold
A son and heir, beloved, accepted—
     His own,
Hand in hand with his Father, 
     never again alone

—Chris Jones

See Luke 15:11–32.

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