Entry 24: Luke 15:31

I am

The prodigal son who thought the grass was greener on the other side

I thought my blood to be redder than of those that had died

My pride led me to believe

In chasing what I see

I traded who I thought I was

For who I wanted to be

I thought

The clouds were whiter along the mountain top

The skies bluer beyond

The point the sunset stops

A place where the skies are as deep a blue as that one kind of green

The green that’s greener than any other green I’ve ever seen

I knew there was a place

Where the dew went to renew

Where the rain played games sending

Drops that sang

Notes that make roses swoon

My Saviors Father has a house with many rooms (John 14:2)

And if I endure until the end (Matthew 24:13)

I know I’ll be there soon