“We two have paddled in the stream,
from morning sun till dine;
But seas between us broad have roared
since days of long ago.”
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from morning sun till dine;
But seas between us broad have roared
since days of long ago.”
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“I witness many signs of hope. I don’t have to wait until all is well, but I can celebrate every little hint of the Kingdom that is at hand.”
― The Return of the Prodigal Son: A Story of Homecoming
― The Return of the Prodigal Son: A Story of Homecoming
“Many of my daily preoccupations suggest that I belong more to the world than to God. A little criticism makes me angry, and a little rejection makes me depressed. A little praise raises my spirits, and a little success excites me. It takes very little to raise me up or thrust me down. Often I am like a small boat on the ocean, completely at the mercy of its waves. All the time and energy I spend in keeping some kind of balance and preventing myself from being tipped over and drowning shows that my life is mostly a struggle for survival: not a holy struggle, but an anxious struggle resulting from the mistaken idea that it is the world that defines me.”
― The Return of the Prodigal Son: A Story of Homecoming
― The Return of the Prodigal Son: A Story of Homecoming
“To become like the Father whose only authority is compassion, I have to shed countless tears and so prepare my heart to receive anyone, whatever their journey has been, and forgive them from that heart.”
― The Return of the Prodigal Son: A Story of Homecoming
― The Return of the Prodigal Son: A Story of Homecoming
“Constantly falling back into an old trap, before I am even fully aware of it, I find myself wondering why someone hurt me, rejected me, or didn't pay attention to me. Without realizing it, I find myself brooding about someone else's success, my own loneliness, and the way the world abuses me. Despite my conscious intentions, I often catch myself daydreaming about becoming rich, powerful, and very famous. All of these mental games reveal to me the fragility of my faith that I am the Beloved One on whom God's favor rests. I am so afraid of being disliked, blamed, put aside, passed over, ignored, persecuted, and killed that I am constantly developing strategies to defend myself and thereby assure myself of the love I think I need and deserve. And in so doing I move far away from my father's home and choose to dwell in a "distant country," (pp. 41 & 42).”
― The Return of the Prodigal Son: A Story of Homecoming
― The Return of the Prodigal Son: A Story of Homecoming
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