Throwing Away My Prodigal Self [Christ Ahnshanghong, God the Mother]

My mother-in-law has five sons.

The fourth son who was bright and promising was missing for few years.

Every day she cried all night without knowing if he was still alive.

For several times, she looked distrait in front of the house, as she stood there until the sun went down. 

After we have tracked his number, we could reach him, but he wasn’t the person that he used to be.

It was heartbreaking seeing him completely dejected, all tinged with awful parts of this world.

Despite of how he had changed, my mother-in-law was so relieved that he came back alive.

However, her son soon felt oppressed by the fettered environment, and so at times he secretly went out with his mother’s money and came back after consuming them all.

At least if he had felt how devastated his family would have been, he wouldn’t have hurt his mother’s heart severely.

Nevertheless, mother-in-law has pity for her son, and thinks that it’s all her fault.

Seeing my mother-in-law, it reminds me of Heavenly Mother. 

Though I returned to Her arms because of Her(God the Mother) earnest sacrifice and prayer, I quickly forget all about Her(God the Mother). 

When I see myself indulging in this world, complaining, my heart aches.


I don’t want to be a child that hurts  her(God the Mother) heart anymore.


I now want to be a child that knows how to consider Her(God the Mother) heart.