I love the wisdom in the story of the Prodigal Son in Luke 15. Paraphrased, it goes something like this: A wealthy father had two sons, one of whom asked for his inheritance early. The father graciously gave his son what he asked for. The son took his money and left home. Shortly thereafter, the son had recklessly spent his entire inheritance and found himself working for a hog farmer. The son had become so poor and desperate that he even considered eating the hog slop, which appeared more appetizing than what he was currently eating. The son’s thoughts returned to his father and the home that he left. Quickly, the realization that his father treated his servants better than the treatment he was currently receiving. The son decided to return to his home and his father and ask for a job as a servant. From a distance, the father saw his son on the horizon, coming home, and ran to meet him. The father, without question, gave his son the robe off his back and his signet ring and told his servants to throw a party because the Prodigal Son was home.