Me: I think you are getting photo bombed.
Prodigal: I reckon, I might be.
Me: It is ok, it is fun.
This is a poem from Phil
Just suppose, when I pray, there really is someone listening who cares about me and wants to know what is on my mind.
Just suppose, when I pray, it changes me and my view of how the universe operates and who is involved.
Just suppose I put my doubts aside for a minute and consider the possibility that someone who knew me before I was born loves me, warts and all, without condition or reservation, no matter how badly I have behaved in the past.
Just suppose a prayer was my first response instead of my last resort when facing a new challenge or an old temptation.
Just suppose I lived each day knowing that there is an inexhaustible supply of love for me to pass along to others.
Just suppose.
We believe all of these just suppose things are true. Just suppose they are true for you too.
Psalms 31:24
Be strong, and let your heart take courage, all you who wait for the LORD!
Jennifer Van Allen
www.theprodigalpig.com
www.faithincounseling.org