This is the third post in the Return of the Prodigal series. If you haven’t read the first two posts, you can catch up on the Return of the Prodigal Part One: When You’re Standing at the End of the Long Road Home at http://lisamurrayonline.com/2015/07/return-of-the-prodigal-part-one-when-youre-waiting-at-the-end-of-the-long-road-home/. Last week’s post, What Happens When God Calls You By Name, part two can be read here at http://lisamurrayonline.com/2015/07/what-happens-when-god-calls-you-by-name-return-of-the-prodigal-part-2/ This week we look at the road ahead and how we build a life and relationship. I hope you enjoy!
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It was the Wednesday after Labor Day. I remember it distinctly — a day not unlike so many others before. I was finishing up after a long day at work. It was late. As is my custom, I called my husband as I drove home to let him know I was on my way.
It was already dark. I was trying to concentrate on the road as I waited for him to pick up the phone. He didn’t say hello. He hesitated a moment, then simply stated, “You’ll never guess who’s here.” I knew immediately. Continue reading
The story is far too common. We fall in love. We get married. We start a family. Yet once the kids come along, we throw ourselves completely into being the best parents we can be, to give our children everything we didn’t have growing up. We forget that a lifetime ago we once stood before a preacher and promised to be a husband and a wife forever. Continue reading
When he asked for my hand in marriage, I was excited, I was hopeful, and to be honest, I was slightly petrified. I had no idea what I was getting into.
I don’t want my kids to be happy. Sounds horrible, I know, but it’s true. Continue reading
If you didn’t read last week’s post, you can catch up at http://lisamurrayonline.com/2014/08/return-prodigal-part-two-happens-god-calls-name/
I have these dreams that have been tucked away in my heart for some time. When the darkness steals in at night and I drift off to sleep, I often imagine what lies ahead. How he will grow. How he will build his life. I can close my eyes and envision a young, handsome man, growing strong and sure.
I dream that he stays, and that we build a life together. Continue reading