a nice heartwarming story worth hearing again..
it concerns a lady, apparently in Brazil, whose daughter ran away from home to the big city of Rio. The mother had pleaded with her not to go, but the daughter ran away anyway, and ended up with the mother’s worst fears — as a prostitute. The mother sold almost everything she had, and paid for fares to go into the city and to go around, looking for her daughter. She took hundreds of photos of herself in the photo booths, and she stuck them up on the walls, on the posts, on the bathroom mirrors, and every sleazy part of town. The girl, of course, had been too ashamed to return, but one day, when she was coming down the stairs of her flat, she saw one of the photos on the noticeboard. She took the photo off and she saw that her mother had written on the back (and probably on the back of every photo), "Whatever you have done, whatever you have become, it does not matter. Please come home."
That's really the message of Luke 15. God, the Father, says to the world, in a sense, "Whatever you have done, whatever you have become, it doesn’t really matter. Please come home."
