The Prodigal Son: The Reception (Part II)

In the middle of college I read a book that changed my life. Now, for my friends that know me, I tend to exaggerate in my desire to share my excitement. Well, they would say exaggerate, but I would articulate it as enthusiasm. All my enneagram 7’s unite! However, when I look back at my […]

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The Prodigal Son: The Reception (Part I)

It was a normal day in the Frazier household. I was stumbling through my attempt at fatherhood trying to be the best version of Jack Pearson, Coach Taylor, Charles Ingall and, let’s be honest, a little bit of Phil Dunphy all rolled into one. While Chelsea was off walking on water somewhere basically being the […]

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The Prodigal Son: The Return

Have you ever woken up in a pig sty? Well, maybe not a literal pig sty, but a metaphorical one. A situation where you have run from God, run from far from home and made a total mess of things? Only to come to your senses and then try to navigate your way back home. […]

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The Prodigal Son: The Runaway – Part II

The Runaway – Part II  Not many days later, the younger son gathered all he had and took a journey into a far country, and there he squandered his property in reckless living. And when he had spent everything, a severe famine arose in that country, and he began to be in need. So he […]

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The Prodigal Son: The Runaway – Part I

When I was young I *tried* running away from home. I don’t remember much of that night except intense prepubescent rage and exhaustively trying to convey to my parents that they didn’t understand my obvious genius. Exasperated by the whole ordeal, in stereotypical fashion I cried out “Fine!” and my father shouted back “Fine!”. I […]

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