Saw this yesterday on the girltalk blog. I'm posting it because I want to be able to see it easily again and again. We read the Bible story of the prodigal son with our kiddos, and watched it afterwards. It makes me tear up every time. The kids wanted to watch it several times in a row. We showed them who Satan was and explained to T-Max that he is a bad guy. He just kept repeating, "Bad guy, bad buy...I hit him!"
The Prodigal Daughter
You held out Your arms, I walked away
Insolent, I spurned Your face
Squandering the gifts You gave to me
Holding close forbidden things
Destitute, a rebel still, a fool in all my pride
The world I once enjoyed is death to me
No joy, no hope, no life
Where now are the friends that I had bought
Gone with every penny lost
What hope could there be for such as I
Sold out to a world of lies
Oh to see Your face again, it seems so distant now
Could it be that You would take me back
A servant in Your house
You held out Your arms, I see them still
You never left, You never will
Running to embrace me, now I know
Your cords of love will always hold
Mercy’s robe, a ring of grace
Such favor undeserved
You sing over me and celebrate
The rebel now Your child
© 2009 Sovereign Grace Worship (ASCAP)
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