God, we’ve messed up.
If not this week, at some point in our lives we’ve hurt you.
We’ve run off with your gifts and squandered them.
We’ve felt entitled to your blessings and jealous of your grace.
But you’re here with open arms,
running to us while we’re still far off,
welcoming us back, rejoicing over our return.
Thank you, God. We cannot say thank you enough.