Preacher Said . . . . .

Preacher said I must forgive and move on, so I think it’s time to go home. Look running down the road coming toward me, it’s my FATHER! Robe in one hand, ring in the other. Holding my head up, pulling my shoulders back, and putting a smile on my face, the prodigal daughter is going home! I’ve been gone far to long.

Follower of The Way

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