" I know that my self image at the end of the day depends largely on what kind of messages I have received from other people. Am I liked? Am I loved? I await the answers from my friends, my neighbours, my family - like a starving man, I await the answers.
Occasionally, all too occasionally, I sense the truth of grace. There are times when I study the parables, and grasp that they are all about me. I am the sheep the shepherd has left the flock to find, the prodigal son for whom the father scans the horizon, the servant whose debt has been forgiven
I am the beloved one of God. "