I was in the home of my Father. He cared for me very much, but I was restless. I wanted to see the world. I thought my father was keeping me from a life full of entertainment and satisfaction.
So I began to wander off. I didn’t go far at first. I would just go a little ways out and then return home. Seeing that nothing bad happened, I started to go a little farther leaving early the morning and not returning until dinner time. Eventually I just came close enough to see the house and yell to my Father, “I’ll be back later!” But later never came. The running back and forth and become tiring. It was too much work to go so far into the world and then try to run back. I would run to my sin and glance back in the direction of the Father’s house and then keep running further into my sin seeking to please myself and my own evil, lustful desires.