There once was a young man who asked for his inheritance early and left home to explore the world. He chased freedom and pleasure, until the money and the friendships faded. In a foreign land, hungry and alone, he remembered home — not with pride, but with longing.
"I will set out and go back to my father and say to him: Father, I have sinned..."
The decision to return was not easy. He rehearsed apologies and expected rejection. Yet when the father saw him from afar, he did not scold or lecture. He ran — embracing the son with a welcome louder than words. The household rejoiced, the lost was found, and the father's love made the broken whole again.
(Luke 15:20) — "And he arose and came to his father. But while he was still a long way off, his father saw him and felt compassion..."
This story touches deep because it is not only about the son. It is about the father who dares to hope, who refuses to keep score, and who believes that wounds can be healed by welcome. It is about the community that remembers a name and makes a feast. In every age, the message remains: home is where mercy meets the lost.
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