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03-07-2026 Luke 15 v1132 This Son Of Mine Was Dead
The Gospel of Luke Chapter 15 Verse 11 thru 32
11Then he said, “A man had two sons,12and the younger son said to his father, ‘Father, give me the share of your estate that should come to me.’ So the father divided the property between them.13After a few days, the younger son collected all his belongings and set off to a distant country where he squandered his inheritance on a life of dissipation.g14When he had freely spent everything, a severe famine struck that country, and he found himself in dire need.15So he hired himself out to one of the local citizens who sent him to his farm to tend the swine.16And he longed to eat his fill of the pods on which the swine fed, but nobody gave him any.17Coming to his senses he thought, ‘How many of my father’s hired workers have more than enough food to eat, but here am I, dying from hunger.18I shall get up and go to my father and I shall say to him, “Father, I have sinned against heaven and against you.19I no longer deserve to be called your son; treat me as you would treat one of your hired workers.”’20So he got up and went back to his father. While he was still a long way off, his father caught sight of him, and was filled with compassion. He ran to his son, embraced him and kissed him.21His son said to him, ‘Father, I have sinned against heaven and against you; I no longer deserve to be called your son.’22But his father ordered his servants, ‘Quickly bring the finest robe and put it on him; put a ring on his finger and sandals on his feet.23Take the fattened calf and slaughter it. Then let us celebrate with a feast,24because this son of mine was dead, and has come to life again; he was lost, and has been found.’ Then the celebration began.25Now the older son had been out in the field and, on his way back, as he neared the house, he heard the sound of music and dancing.26He called one of the servants and asked what this might mean.27The servant said to him, ‘Your brother has returned and your father has slaughtered the fattened calf because he has him back safe and sound.’28He became angry, and when he refused to enter the house, his father came out and pleaded with him.29He said to his father in reply, ‘Look, all these years I served you and not once did I disobey your orders; yet you never gave me even a young goat to feast on with my friends.30But when your son returns who swallowed up your property with prostitutes, for him you slaughter the fattened calf.’31He said to him, ‘My son, you are here with me always; everything I have is yours.32But now we must celebrate and rejoice, because your brother was dead and has come to life again; he was lost and has been found.’”
Luke 15:11-32 tells the emotional parable of the Prodigal Son, a narrative that resonates deeply with many, including my own personal journey. In this story, a young man demands his inheritance, leaving his father’s home only to squander it on reckless living. When hardship strikes, he finds himself longing for the comforts of his father’s home, a place of love and acceptance. He decides to return, prepared to humble himself, only to be greeted by his father with open arms and joy.
This parable speaks to me on a profound level, as I find myself in a similar situation in my later years. My son, much like the Prodigal, has chosen to leave, and the pain of his absence weighs heavily on my heart. I often think of the father in the story, who must have felt an immense void, continuously hoping and praying for his son’s return.
My prayers echo the father’s unwavering love, filled with hope that one day my son will also decide to come back home. The emotional turmoil of waiting can be overwhelming, and I often wonder if he feels the same emptiness that I do. Yet, I hold onto the promise of the parable — that love transcends mistakes and distance. Just as the father rejoiced at his son’s return, I too long for that day when my son, filled with remorse and yearning, finds his way back to me.
In the meantime, I continue to pray for healing, understanding, forgiveness and a reunion. The story reassures me that there is always a possibility for redemption and love, and I trust that, in God’s timing, my son will find his way back home. Amen.
Join me as we pray our daily prayer of forgiveness. The Lord’s Prayer.
At the Savior’s command and formed by divine teaching, we dare to pray:
Our Father, who art in heaven, hallowed be thy name; thy kingdom come, thy will be done on earth as it is in heaven. Give us this day our daily bread, and forgive us our trespasses, as we forgive those who trespass against us; and lead us not into temptation but deliver us from evil. Deliver us, Lord, we pray, from every evil, graciously grant peace in our days, that, by the help of your mercy, we may be always free from sin and safe from all distress, as we await the blessed hope and the coming of our Savior, Jesus Christ. For the kingdom, the power and the glory are yours now and forever.
I am sorry Lord. I believe You died and rose for me. Please forgive me as I forgive others. I share You as my Lord and Savior seeking to live your Will in all things. Prayers for wife Toni and my mother Betty pray for our children especially our two oldest Alexandra & Allen Son in Law Mark Stern; Julian, Gabriel and Jeffrey and our grandchildren Oliver, Julian and Elliott. We pray for those we’ve said we’d pray for and those who’ve asked us to pray for them. We pray for the dying as we do each day Lord give them peace in their last breath. We pray for Holy Mother Church. Our prayers for our niece Brittany. In Jesus Precious Blood by His Name we pray. Amen.
I am a poet obedient to Christ,
Catholic Evangelist Thomas Cruz†Wiggins
†Spirit led God inspired Christ fed†®
Ephesians 6:17-20
03-07-2026 Luke 15 v1132
**This Son Of Mine Was Dead**
In a land where bright dreams often fade,
A tale of two sons, their paths intertwined,
The younger, with heartstrings, to freedom he weighed,
In search of a fortune, his spirit unconfined.
He took from the home, his share of the gold,
With visions of laughter, of revelry vast,
He wandered, he squandered, in nights excess he was told,
Till famine descended, his fortune was past.
In hunger he yearned for the pods of the swine,
And saw, in reflection, the choices he made,
With sorrow he wandered, alone, on the line,
To return to his father, in hope, unafraid.
“Father, I’ve faltered,” his heart laid bare,
“I’m not worthy to be called your son once more,”
Yet love, like a river, flowed free in the air,
As a figure approached from the house by the door.
With arms wide open, the father ran fast,
And kissed him with joy, no judgement in sight,
“Bring robes and a ring, our love he will grasp,
For what once was lost has returned to the light!”
The elder, in shadows, felt envy arise,
As laughter and music filled up the night air,
“Father, I’ve labored, I’ve toiled, I’ve been wise,
Yet none have rejoiced for the paths I laid bare.”
“Dear son, you are with me, all that is mine,
Is freely yours now, in love’s sweet embrace,
But your brother was lost, now in grace he’ll shine—
We celebrate life, in this beautiful space.”
So let not our hearts cast away those we love,
For grace knows no boundaries, no end or start.
In the story of mercy and kindness above,
We find our redemption to nurture our heart. Amen.
© Thomas Joe Cruz†Wiggins
March 7, 2026 @ 04:26 AM EST
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