I’m just slipping in here with an invitation. It’s a request to hold hands, all of us. The messy, the distraught, the lost. I have come to understand that we are all Prodigal Daughters, Mothers, Sisters, Friends.
We all wander off the path every once in awhile.
And I was reminded recently that when we want to throw a stone against someone else, or feel that others have the right to throw them at us? The Truth is that Jesus holds the one stone that we each need to throw: the smooth one etched with amazing GRACE.
I’d like to know I’m not alone on this cobbled road.
Blue Jean Girl