Prodigal: Y’all wait for me, I wanna chow down too.

Me: Be quick about it, can’t promise how long the food will last.

When I die

Bury me deep

Place a jug of molasses at my feet

Place a biscuit in my hand

So I can sop my way to the promised land.

Saying from Franklin Bowers

1 John 4:9

In this love of God was made manifest among us, that God sent his only Son into the world, so that we might live through him.

Jennifer Van Allen

www.theprodigalpig.com

www.faithincounseling.org