A young girl, so astray, sat comfortably, but utterly broken, in her chains. She knew they were there, but she refused to believe it.

I thought I was being a “good Catholic,” but all I was doing was running towards something that God was trying to push me away from.

I was so incredibly lost. I kept digging for worldly things to make me happy. I was too blind and stubborn to see that the most substantial source of happiness was right in front of my eyes: God.

Thankfully, the Father is an exceptionally patient Father. He had faith in me. He had faith that I would come back running into His loving and forgiving arms.

In today’s First Reading, we read, “Listen to my voice; then I will be your god and you shall be my people. Walk in all the ways that I command you, so that you may prosper” (Jeremiah 7:23).

I had blocked out the voice of our beloved Father because I was scared. I was scared of losing what I thought was important. After putting away what was distracting me from my relationship with Him, I wasn’t necessarily sad. I felt freedom.

I had an image in my mind of holding hands with Jesus as we ran through a field together, our hair blowing in the wind. The golden sunlight kissed our faces. We were laughing, smiling, and shared a warm embrace. It was His way of saying, “Welcome back.” He is always willing to welcome us back. No matter how far we’ve walked away.

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