INTO THE FATHER'S ARMS

INTO THE FATHER'S ARMS

Inspiration: Luke 15:1-32

From His arms, I came . . . . In this world, I grew.

As a little child, my innocence kept me close to Him.

He is Papa God to me.

Gradually, I got busy with my toys . . . .

With Growing up . . . .

Later, I got drowned with this world

As I work and got exposed to worldly things . . . .

Sigh, Papa God became a distant Being . . . .

One day, I felt a longing in my heart . . . .

An emptiness . . . .

I searched and searched 'til I ended up

Face to face with Him . . . .

I am ashamed to get near

But His arms are open wide, inviting me to come.

Finally, I run to Him,

His arms wrapped tightly around me . . . .

Tears fell from my eyes.

I smiled.

I am at peace.

I am home . . . .

In the arms of my Father God . . . .

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