Welcome Home

Rembrandt's portrayal of the prodigal son's return stirs something deep in me. The humility,
the pity, the welcome. To feel the embrace of the father, to find grace and forgiveness for our failures. Is there a deeper longing in the human heart?

We call it by many different names-being saved or converted or confirmed or enlightened or accepted. What this experience really means is much more basic than you might think. It means coming home.