Not The Prodigal

Look

All these years

I have slaved for you

Never disobeyed your orders

You have never given me a thing

 

Oh how blind are we!

 

Blessed by God throughout our lives

We call ourselves but slaves

Doing what we are told we say

And nothing to show for it

 

And what does he say back?

My child you are with me always

All I have is yours

 

So,

Am I grateful for my life?

And for the road I travelled?

And for the gospel that I heard?

Did I get enough?

 

Others seem to have a life

High life anyway

Am I jealous of what they have?

Or is my life okay?

 

Can I make my peace with God?

Or am I moaning still?

That’s the question for my life

Sweet or bitter pill

 

Brian Fahy

26 March 2022

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