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I wandered far away from the life source\u2026<\/h6>\n
Dark days and nights I\u2019ve lived, sin kept me from the light\u2026<\/h6>\n
Ashamed, forgotten, invisible without sight\u2026<\/h6>\n
Somehow, someway, someone must have prayed\u2026<\/h6>\n
I cried alone, for years ago, I lost my way!<\/h6>\n
Broken, Oh so broken, how could I ever return\u2026<\/h6>\n
The guilt and the shame, life never the same as everyone I knew had spurned,<\/h6>\n
This lifeless person I became.<\/h6>\n
Dirty, filthy, afraid and misunderstood\u2026<\/h6>\n
I could never go home, to what My mother had taught me was good!<\/h6>\n
Then something incredible happened, I was lying in my own vomit<\/h6>\n
Down for the count\u2026no way out\u2026<\/h6>\n
An old woman found me\u2026<\/h6>\n
\u201cHoney, Jesus loves you will you come back to him?\u201d<\/h6>\n
My eyes filled with tears and regret, sorry for the life I had lived\u2026<\/h6>\n
She lifted my head and anointed me with oil, and said,<\/h6>\n
\u201cRepeat after me\u2026<\/h6>\n
I am a sinner saved by grace, come home my lovely one, there is no disgrace\u2026<\/h6>\n
You are washed in the blood of the Lamb!!\u201d<\/h6>\n
I stood up and shouted, \u201cYes! I am!!!\u201d<\/h6>\n
She took me home and fed me well, clothed me in her best attire\u2026<\/h6>\n
Out of the grime and cesspool of life, no longer wallowing in the dust and the mire\u2026<\/h6>\n
Cleaned me up and set my feet on solid ground\u2026<\/h6>\n
No longer a prodigal, no longer lost, I am forever found!<\/h6>\n
Serving Jesus, and finding all those, who are shattered, lost and bound!<\/h6>\n
Jesus loves me, this I know\u2026come home dear ones leave shanty town\u2026<\/h6>\n
And join God\u2019s family, in the heavenly realm\u2026<\/h6>\n
You too, can be washed in the blood of the Lamb!!<\/h6>\n
~Marla Shaw O\u2019Neill July 21, 2024<\/h6>\n
The Parable of the Prodigal Son<\/em><\/strong><\/h6>\n
11\u00a0<\/sup><\/em><\/strong>And he said,\u00a0\u201cThere was a man who had two sons.\u00a012\u00a0<\/sup><\/strong>And the younger of them said to his father, \u2018Father, give me\u00a0the share of property that is coming to me.\u2019 And he divided\u00a0his property between them.\u00a013\u00a0<\/sup><\/strong>Not many days later, the younger son gathered all he had and took a journey into a far country, and there he squandered his property in\u00a0reckless living.\u00a014\u00a0<\/sup><\/strong>And when he had spent everything, a severe famine arose in that country, and he began to be in need.\u00a015\u00a0<\/sup><\/strong>So he went and hired himself out to[a<\/a>]<\/sup>\u00a0one of the citizens of that country, who sent him into his fields to feed pigs.\u00a016\u00a0<\/sup><\/strong>And he\u00a0was longing to be fed with the pods that the pigs ate, and no one gave him anything.<\/em><\/h6>\n
17\u00a0<\/sup><\/em><\/strong>\u201cBut\u00a0when he\u00a0came to himself, he said, \u2018How many of my father’s hired servants have more than enough bread, but I perish here with hunger!\u00a018\u00a0<\/sup><\/strong>I will arise and go to my father, and I will say to him, \u201cFather,\u00a0I have sinned against\u00a0heaven and before you.\u00a019\u00a0<\/sup><\/strong>I am no longer worthy to be called your son. Treat me as one of your hired servants.\u201d\u2019\u00a020\u00a0<\/sup><\/strong>And he arose and came to his father. But while he was still a long way off, his father saw him and felt compassion, and\u00a0ran and\u00a0embraced him and\u00a0kissed him.\u00a021\u00a0<\/sup><\/strong>And the son said to him, \u2018Father, I have sinned against heaven and before you.\u00a0I am no longer worthy to be called your son.\u2019[b<\/a>]<\/sup>\u00a022\u00a0<\/sup><\/strong>But the father said to his servants,[c<\/a>]<\/sup>\u00a0\u2018Bring quickly\u00a0the best robe, and put it on him, and put\u00a0a ring on his hand, and\u00a0shoes on his feet.\u00a023\u00a0<\/sup><\/strong>And bring\u00a0the fattened calf and kill it, and\u00a0let us eat and celebrate.\u00a024\u00a0<\/sup><\/strong>For this my son\u00a0was dead, and is alive again; he was lost, and is found.\u2019 And they began to celebrate. Luke 15:11-32 English Standard Version<\/strong><\/em><\/h6>\n
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I wandered far away from the life source\u2026 Dark days and nights I\u2019ve lived, sin kept me from the light\u2026 Ashamed, forgotten, invisible without sight\u2026 Somehow, someway, someone must have prayed\u2026 I cried alone, for years ago, I lost my way! Broken, Oh so broken, how could I ever return\u2026 The guilt and the shame,…<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"om_disable_all_campaigns":false,"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":true,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","default_image_id":0,"font":"","enabled":false},"version":2}},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-8308","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p8aPxH-2a0","jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/becourageousbebold.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/8308","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/becourageousbebold.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/becourageousbebold.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/becourageousbebold.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/becourageousbebold.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=8308"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/becourageousbebold.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/8308\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":8310,"href":"https:\/\/becourageousbebold.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/8308\/revisions\/8310"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/becourageousbebold.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=8308"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/becourageousbebold.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=8308"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/becourageousbebold.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=8308"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}