I am prone to wander

But God already knows that

Maybe, he loves that about me.

Amidst shifts in culture and faith

I am prone to wander

Perhaps God is not so afraid of all of my questions 

...and all of my wandering

He loves his 99, but he always go after that one

And what does he do when he finds that sweet wandering sheep?

He scoops her up and holds her. 

Gives her a little kiss.

Dear to him still.

Nothing changed.

No walls put up.

Just, a little closer than before.

Found. Tucked. Held. Loved. 

And Free.