When I was younger, I remember briefly hearing about the "Prodigal Son." The story never resonated with me, and I incorrectly thought the term "prodigal" was synonymous with the favorite, perfect, can-do-no-wrong child. It wasn't until I put my faith in Jesus Christ and studied the Parable of the Prodigal Son (a.k.a. "Lost Son" in some versions) that I came to the correct understanding. I was once a Prodigal, though if you ask my parents they may say otherwise. My outward actions seemed to be "normal" teenage rebellion, and at the root of it all, I was a sweet, kind, "good" girl. I had the "foundation" of Christian morals from private school and a church-going family. But my heart's … [Read more...]