Luke 15:32
It was meet that we should make merry, and be glad: for this thy brother was dead, and is alive again; and was lost, and is found.
Editing to add: Um, I can't claim I didn't mean to be cryptic, but I'm not sure I have the words for this, really, so I was hoping to get away with it. What I mean is that my baby brother has come home again, after two and a half years away, and when I saw him yesterday for the first several minutes all I could do was hug him tight and cry and cry and hug him more. I almost can't believe it, except I saw him, and he's home.
It's the end of a long road, and the beginning of a long road, and a crossroads. Don't trust anyone who tells you they can teach you to play a mean blues guitar. Kill the fatted calf, and throw a party instead.
Editing to add: Um, I can't claim I didn't mean to be cryptic, but I'm not sure I have the words for this, really, so I was hoping to get away with it. What I mean is that my baby brother has come home again, after two and a half years away, and when I saw him yesterday for the first several minutes all I could do was hug him tight and cry and cry and hug him more. I almost can't believe it, except I saw him, and he's home.
It's the end of a long road, and the beginning of a long road, and a crossroads. Don't trust anyone who tells you they can teach you to play a mean blues guitar. Kill the fatted calf, and throw a party instead.
posted by The Stute Fish at 22:30
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