Diary of a Son. {MYSTERIES}

Dear Diary; #apsalmofaprodigalson.

Am going to sing you the psalm I wrote about my welcome party.

My Dad my Dad. How can you love me so much? I let myself be deceived and I lusted exceedingly in the cold stormy world I ran away to. Seeing the good and spacious land you promised me, a land flowing with milk and honey ahead of me. I was trying to get there on my own, because I believed my Dad was holding it from me too long. I wandered that cold stormy world, all alone. Realising I could never get there on my own, I sought to go back home. He heard the voice in my heart that cried out for Him, and He stayed His anger. He came for me, kissed me, and took me back home.