Every time I see my brother, I just praise God for God's grace in his life. Because if God can change Franklin from a prodigal into a man of God, he can do it for anybody.
The pattern of the prodigal is: rebellion, ruin, repentance, reconciliation, restoration.
Every parent is at some time the father of the unreturned prodigal, with nothing to do but keep his house open to hope.
Love never reasons, but profusely gives; it gives like a thoughtless prodigal its all, and then trembles least it has done to little.
If they had a social gospel in the days of the prodigal son, somebody would have given him a bed and a sandwich and he never would have gone home.