Powerful and moving. Thanks for sharing, Z.
Deeply moving and beautifully expressed, reminding me of struggles with my dad. Thanks for sharing.
Vlad
The father exclaimed, ’“Quick! Bring the best robe and put it on this son of mine. Put a ring on his finger and sandals on his feet. Fetch the fattened calf and kill it. Let’s have a feast and celebrate. For this son of mine was dead and is alive again; he was lost and is found.”’ So they began to celebrate. This angered the older brother and he refused to join in on the celebration. The father went to him explaining, “My son, you have always been with me, and everything I have belongs to you. But we had to celebrate and be glad, because your brother was dead and is alive again; he was lost and is found.”’.
(From Luke 15)
Love isn’t rude, selfish, easily angered, and keeps no record of wrongs.
Love always protects, always trusts, always hopes, and always perseveres.
(From 1 Corinthians 13)
Z, if you ever have energy or feel inclined to post expansion, supplementation, or clarification of thoughts you are now having about this topic, it might be helpful. But as it stands I think many will benefit from this post as they encounter it. I rejoice that the two of you were reconciled. But as you know, some of the reconciliation and desire for it had to come from him, as well as from you.
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