Prodigal Daughter

Today, I quietened and listened.  I heard my heart and found a yearning for the voice and presence of God.  I found forgiveness and acceptance.  This reconnection filled me from the inside to overflowing.  I felt peace.  I felt loved.

I am “once lost but now I’m found” personified at this moment.  Ah, grace.  A beautiful gift.

Change my heart, O God.  Make it ever true.  Change my heart, O God.  May I be like You.
You are the Potter, I am the clay.  Make me and mold me.  This is what I pray.
By E. Espinosa

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