I
come
bearing
these
dessicated
bones
of
the
prodigal,
carried
in
empty
wineskins.
To whom
else
can
I
go,
but
the
One
who
relentlessly
breathes
Life
into
the
lifeless.
— Prodigal song.
I
come
bearing
these
dessicated
bones
of
the
prodigal,
carried
in
empty
wineskins.
To whom
else
can
I
go,
but
the
One
who
relentlessly
breathes
Life
into
the
lifeless.
— Prodigal song.
liezel graham 