The Prodigal

On days like today, with many things of the natural distracting my attention from you, I see how forgiving and loving of a Father you are. I've wasted many a moment with other things and not sat at your feet. But when you come to mind again I realize what in what state I am. Nothing today has been satisfying  though I have "accomplished" much I am parched for you! O Father, receive me back into your presence! So that I may partake even of the scraps at your table. You not only gladly receive me but bestow on me a feast! You always are there with open arms to receive.