Prodigal:  I am on top of the world!

 

Me:  Prodigal I am not the least surprised to find you on top of the world!

 

Prodigal:  I might be in space next!

 

Me:  You just never know.

 

Prodigal:  What do you have today?

 

Me:  A story about this world.

 

When this passing world is done,

When has sunk yon glaring sun,

When we stand with Christ in glory,

Looking o’re life’s finished story,

Then, Lord, shall I fully know–

Not till then–how much I owe.

 

When  I hear the wicked call,

On the rocks and hills to fall,

When I see them start and shrink

On the fiery deluge brink,

Then, Lord, shall I fully know–

Not till then–how much I owe.

 

When I stand before the throne,

Dressed in beauty not my own,

When I see Thee as Thou art,

Love Thee with unsinning heart,

Then, Lord, shall I fully know–

 

When the praise of Heav’n I hear,

Loud as thunders to the ear,

Loud as many waters’ noise,

Sweet has harp’s melodious voice,

Then, Lord, shall I fully know–

Not till then–how much I owe.

 

Chosen not for good in me,

Wakened up from wrath to flee,

Hidden in the Savior’s side,

By the Spirit sanctified,

Teach me, Lord, on earth to show,

By my love, how much I owe.

Robert Murray McCheyne, 1837

 

But we all, with unveiled face, beholding as in a mirror the glory of the Lord, are being transformed into the same image from glory to glory, just as by the Spirit of the Lord.

2 Corinthians 3:18

 

Jennifer Van Allen

www.theprodigalpig.com

www.faithincounseling.org