How I love you,
though you do not see.
Though you close the door
of your heart to me.
I have tried to win you over
with my love.
I have tried to melt your heart
with kindness.
To no avail.
Now I see it's time to
let you go.
Into the hands of God,
I surrender you.
That He may have His way
in your life.
I pray that you will come
to your senses.
To embrace all the good
He has for you.
And how dearly He loves you.
As I do.
But now...
I see I must let you go.
Out into the world
with all its pleasures.
Until one day it is no longer
enough for you.
And you feel empty.
And want to come home.
Home to your Father.
Home to my arms.
So...
I wait.
I hope.
I watch for the day when you
will come up the road.
A changed man.
A humbled man.
A repentant man.
Who will be embraced warmly,
with arms of forgiveness and love.
There is love for the prodigal,
from the Father above.
I surrender you into the hands of God.
And wait.
For you.
To come.
Back home.
But...
even if you never come back home.
I will have learned.
How to truly love you.
To show love.
For the prodigal.