"Old Boughton is so eager to see Jack. Perhaps anxious as well as eager.
He has some fine children, yet it always seemed this was the one on whom he truly set his heart.
The lost sheep, the lost coin. The prodigal son, not to put too fine a point on it.
The lost sheep, the lost coin. The prodigal son, not to put too fine a point on it.
I have said at least once a week my whole adult life that there is an absolute disjunction
between our Father's love and our deserving.
Still, when I see this same disjunction
between human parents and children, it always irritates me a little.
(I know you will be and I hope you are an excellent man,
and I will love you absolutely if you are not.)"
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