Like prodigals, we hit rock bottom, Brokering what's right for what's rotten. The self-righteous can be too blind to see. The truth of grace is needed for you and me.
Returning home, we are still family. We must, of course, accept this gracefully. Both the righteous and the lost need rescue, If only we'd take up our father's cue.
To live life is to become truly whole. Each of us must learn to heal our souls. The world shares its holy connection. For those wandering lost and the Christian nation.
Unceasing anguish is felt in our sorrow, As we look out into our tomorrow. No longer standing in the way Of the Lord's compassion, we turn to pray.
It's time to no longer focus inward. It's time to turn our hearts outward. Thinking of those who aren't in our community, And inviting them, too, into God's family.
Heading out of Australia to escape this Aussie winter. First stop Japan, then UK/Ireland and if work doesn't call me back, onto Chicago. I will make it up as I go along