Found

I’ve walked this way before.

It looks familiar, yet different.

Then, I was just a young boy, without a care in the world.

I had all the riches this earth possessed.

And I had great dreams – grand plans to make a name for myself;

That whoever I met would know that I was someone great.

So I spent all I had on wine, women and wild living.

I was happy then, or so I thought.

Yet all the wealth I had, lasted barely more than its season.

And so I walk this way again –

A familiar path I tread.

Yet so diametrically different

From the direction I headed then.

I have it all in my mind – the words I want to say;

I’ll tell Him how much I’ve wronged Him;

That I’m not worthy to be called His son.

And should He find the grace to forgive me,

A servant’s treatment is all I ask.

I see a familiar figure in the distance,

Running to me at the place I stand.

I know for sure it has to be Him,

Yet I cannot fathom how it could ever be this way.
 

His calming presence finally overwhelms,

As I am cushioned by the warmth of His embrace;

And the tenderness of His loving kisses,

Sets free the tears from within their bank.

Father, You know how much I’ve wronged You;

And I’m not worthy to be called Your son...

No more words.

For I was once lost,

But now am found.

by Mark Lim Shan-Loong

24^th March 2005

 based on Luke 15:11-31