When I finally turned around... there you were right behind me with arms flung open wide; welcoming me back with an outpouring of love. You weren't angry or hateful, rather you were joyful and loving. It was then that time stopped.

All this time I'd been so bad, and slammed the door in your face. I had left you. Even so, you never once left me. You were there: just waiting for me to simply turn around. You stood there with your arms open and I threw myself into your loving arms with reckless abandon.

All of a sudden, the floodgates opened and I trembled; sobbing wildly. You held me close and didn't say a word. I could feel tears on my face now: your tears and mine mixed. They were tears of sadness and shame and pain for what had been done and they were tears of joy at my return, for knowing love, grace, forgiveness, mercy.

There was peace there too. Overwhelming and beautiful. It felt like a huge weight vanished from my hands, feet, shoulders, and soul.

Triumphant joyful celebration music rang out loud and pure; and with that.... we DANCED!