Prodigal: I might get a notion to stay here awhile.

Me: I might just join you.

This is from Anna Warner

Now, Lord, what wait I for?

On Thee alone

My hope is all rested–

Lord, seal me Thine own!

Only Thine own to be,

Only to love to Thee.

Thine, with each day begun,

Thine, with each set of sun,

Thine, till my work is done.

Who giveth rain upon the earth, and sendeth waters upon the fields: Job 5:10 (KJV)

Jennifer Van Allen

www.theprodigalpig.com

www.faithincounseling.org