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“All I know of tomorrow is that Providence will rise before the sun.”

Love to Mamas of Prodigals

The very mention of the word, prodigal, brings to mind a flood of memories. I’ve written about, spoken at retreats and women’s studies, and have shared my own experiences as a mamas of prodigals.

I had a section on the old site – a page dedicated to prodigals and waywards. So often, through the years, I’ve had women share their stories, share advice, share their struggles and disappointments and feelings of utter failure and hopelessness. Usually all I can say is that I understand. They probably think I don’t. But

(please continue reading) Love to Mamas of Prodigals