We are the seekers.
The journeymen.
The sojourners.

Strangers in every place we pass through.
Pilgrims who were never meant to settle.

We were found the moment we turned around —
and we are being found still.

This world was never home.
So we travel light.
We hold it loosely.
We live by a country we have not yet seen.

We have been made new.
We are being made new.

Not lost. Not finished.
Returned, and returning.

We are already home —
and walking home for the rest of our days.

We are PRODIGAL™
Welcome Home.