Understanding the Prodigal

As I have been studying PMG on the topic of faith, I realized how very much I needed the lesson. I read some references in the BoM and gained insights that astounded me. Then I began TotP and I realized the same things. It became more clear to me why I haven't wanted to go to Church.

I continued my reading in the BoM and within the first three verses, was stopped as I heard HF speak to me through the words I read. He's still there to guide. Wow.

Today, while curled up under a blanket because I didn't feel good and with one cat curled up on my left, and the other curled up next to me under the blanket on the right, I had an epiphany of sorts -- I wanted to go home! To my Father's House. That is where he blesses his children -- those that stay at home or those that return. I wanted so much to be in His presence again. I wanted so much to go to Church and have the opportunity to listen for what He had to say to me.

And I felt so grateful for the young woman way out west who asked me to study....

I stand all amazed at the love Jesus offers me.
Confused at the grace that so fully he proffers me.
I tremble to know that for me he was crucified,
That for me a sinner, he suffered, he bled and died.

I marvel that he would descend from his throne divine
To rescue a soul so rebellious and proud as mine,
That he should extend his great love unto such as I,
Sufficient to own, to redeem, and to justify.

I think of his hands pierced and bleeding to pay the debt!
Such mercy, such love, and devotion can I forget?
No, no, I will praise and adore at the mercy seat,
Until at the glorified throne I kneel at his feet.

Oh, it is wonderful that he should care for me
Enough to die for me!
Oh, it is wonderful, wonderful to me.