The Prodigal Reaches Out

We have adjusted to our life without the Prodigal (Jay). It is not better, it is not worse. It is different.


Tonight my phone rings - "Hi Mom, it's Jay, I need to talk to you and want you to listen."


Inside my mind - Okay - have I not been listening for the last 18+ years? Do you think this has been easy for me?


"I had a really bad dream last night."


Inside my mind - Oh, no night terrors. He has had them for years. Who is going to hold him as he cries in the dark of the night?


"What do I need to do to move home? I'll get a job, I'll call Primavera to get back in school, whatever."

Inside my mind - What will be different this time? Why should I believe you?

I ask "Is Justin kicking you out?"

"No, it's just I am tired of the party scene - there is no point in it. I need to get serious about my life."

Inside my mind - I have heard this all before.

I say "Why don't you start doing the things you need to do, show us you are serious."

"That's a great idea Mom. I love you."

Once again I fall to my knees, begging God to do a miracle in the life of our Prodigal Son. And I praise God for the one who has been faithful.