Lightning BugsStuart Jones Many of us at one time or another have wandered far from home, far from our father and far from our true calling. We recklessly pursued the pleasures of this world. But when the emptiness of it all sinks in, we find ourselves completely alone at the end of a dead--end street. Without options, we swallow our pride and prepare our hearts to go back to our Father’s house. Our heavenly Father’s love for us is beyond measure. When we are far from home, He eagerly awaits and longs for our return. And while we are still far from His doorstep, He rushes across the lawn to meet us, embrace us and walk with us the rest of the way home.