WHAT ARE YOU A PRINCE DOING IN A PIGGERY?

My prince.

My most esteemed noble.

What are you doing in a piggery?

What are you doing amongst swine?

Look at you! Behold your filth!

You have been wining and dining with pigs,

You have been the companion of the unclean,

You have courted with the basest and most ignoble of men.

You left the straight paths to walk in crooked ways.

You abandoned the light in pursuit of darkness.

You stooped so low and indulged in fleshy lusts and shameful passions.

You have given yourself over to sodomy,

You are enslaved to pornography,

Your mind is given over to marijuana and other harmful substances,

You have given up the church for casinos and brothels,

You have spent your strength in pleasure and wasted time chasing nothingness.

Look at you!

Take a look at yourself.

You are far from what I designed you to be,

You are different from what I molded you to be.

As the master potter,

I had a wonderful design for your life.

You are now empty, void of understanding,

And headed for destruction

Look at what you have done to yourself!

After all I have done for you,

You went back to your old ways,

You returned back to the piggery.

You were once lost in the world of sin,

A Slave of iniquity,

A prisoner of the prince of darkness,

And Lost to divinity.

I found you while you were wounded and lifeless,

Lying in the mires of godlessness,

I picked you up,

And I washed you in the waters of mercy and truth.

I dressed you in grace,

I cleansed you of all filthiness,

I made you a prince,

And set you on high, I gave you authority and power.

You ruled over principalities,

You governed over eternal realms,

I made you have dominion over the creatures of the earth,

You were a god down here.

I told you to subdue the earth and multiply,

I made you to be fruitful and multiply.

But how did you repay my love?

How did you reward my compassion and grace upon you?

You abandoned your place.

You rejected my offer and decided to live like a pauper.

You preferred the cheap life of filth and wantonness,

You exhausted yourself in your passion,

And now… you are wasted!

You thought you were enjoying yourself,

You thought it was ecstasy.

But now you know that it was all a mirage,

And that you have been deceived.

For it bites and stings and feeds on your body and soul,

Till you are spent and no more.

You are now full of regret and bitterness,

But are hardened by your pride.

Your will is weakened by your lusts,

You feel condemned and want to die.

But you are afraid of what awaits you in the afterlife.

You have a conviction that eternal damnation awaits you eternity,

You tremble at the thought of it.

You may have condemned yourself,

But I have not condemned you.

I love you so much to lose you.

I have awaited your return with open arms spread out in love,

Waiting for you to run into my embrace.

I know you have failed me, but I have forgiven you.

I am giving you a second chance.

I have sufficient grace for you.

Come, oh come child of mine!

My Royal one come!

My prince come,

Let me re-mould you in my arms of love,

And recreate you into what I want you to be.

Oh come quickly… what are you still doing in the piggery?