The Bent-Knee Time

Prodigals are thicker than we think. A child dissatisfied with the Father’s way, getting all he can for himself, dead-bent on his own way, cutting loose from restraint, clearly a prodigal in spirit, though not at his rope’s end – the last stage. But the Father’s love clean outdoes any prodigal willfulness – wise, patient waiting till the dead-end of the blind alley’s reached, tireless watching, eager running, the tender embrace, the welcome back. Love outruns the prodigal still.