My father was a writer. He wrote all of his life, inflicting upon many of us his novels, plays, articles, essays, and self-help books. Some were marvelous; some merely well-intentioned. But of all the things he wrote, his journal is his legacy: by turns wise and bewildering, it neared 1,100 type-written pages when he died in 2010. Although perused many times, this is the first time it will be read - cover to cover, page after page.
Friday, April 27, 2012
Seeking Reconciliation
The father came out to both sons, both the prodigal and his brother. He treated each with dignity, seeking to understand and care for them, asking that neither appear before him. He initiated and sought to establish the reconciliation. The limitation of neither son stood in his way.
Labels:
acceptance,
forgiveness,
prodigal son,
scripture
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