Lost Boys

Snippet From The  Movie Outsider

Johnny: Ponyboy, I asked the nurse to give you this book so you could finish it.The doctor came in a while ago but I already knew it anyway.I keep getting tireder and tireder.Listen,I don't mind dying now.It was worth it. It was worth saving those kids.Their lives are worth more than mine,they have more to live for.Some of the parents came by to thank me and I know it was worth it.Tell Dally it was worth it.I'm just gonna miss you guys. I've been thinking about it,and that poem , that guy that wrote it , he meant you are gold when you're a kid,like green. When you're a kid everything is new , dawn. It's just. When just when you get used to everything it's day. Like the way you dig sunsets, Pony. That's Gold. Keep it that way, it's a good way to be.I want you to tell Dally to look at one. He'll probably think you're crazy , but ask for me. I don't think he's ever really seen a sunset. And don't be bugged over being a greaser. You still have a lot of time to make yourself be what you want. There's still alot od good in the world. Tell Dally. I don't think he knows. Your Buddy, Johnny

Scripture Prodigal Luke 15 Message

Then he said, “There was once a man who had two sons. The younger said to his father, ‘Father, I want right now what’s coming to me.’

“So the father divided the property between them. It wasn’t long before the younger son packed his bags and left for a distant country. There, undisciplined and dissipated, he wasted everything he had. After he had gone through all his money, there was a bad famine all through that country and he began to hurt. He signed on with a citizen there who assigned him to his fields to slop the pigs. He was so hungry he would have eaten the corncobs in the pig slop, but no one would give him any.

 “That brought him to his senses. He said, ‘All those farmhands working for my father sit down to three meals a day, and here I am starving to death. I’m going back to my father. I’ll say to him, Father, I’ve sinned against God, I’ve sinned before you; I don’t deserve to be called your son. Take me on as a hired hand.’ He got right up and went home to his father.

 “When he was still a long way off, his father saw him. His heart pounding, he ran out, embraced him, and kissed him. The son started his speech: ‘Father, I’ve sinned against God, I’ve sinned before you; I don’t deserve to be called your son ever again.’

 “But the father wasn’t listening. He was calling to the servants, ‘Quick. Bring a clean set of clothes and dress him. Put the family ring on his finger and sandals on his feet. Then get a grain-fed heifer and roast it. We’re going to feast! We’re going to have a wonderful time! My son is here—given up for dead and now alive! Given up for lost and now found!’ And they began to have a wonderful time.

7 “All this time his older son was out in the field. When the day’s work was done he came in. As he approached the house, he heard the music and dancing. Calling over one of the houseboys, he asked what was going on. He told him, ‘Your brother came home. Your father has ordered a feast—barbecued beef!—because he has him home safe and sound.’

 “The older brother stalked off in an angry sulk and refused to join in. His father came out and tried to talk to him, but he wouldn’t listen. The son said, ‘Look how many years I’ve stayed here serving you, never giving you one moment of grief, but have you ever thrown a party for me and my friends? Then this son of yours who has thrown away your money on whores shows up and you go all out with a feast!’

“His father said, ‘Son, you don’t understand. You’re with me all the time, and everything that is mine is yours—but this is a wonderful time, and we had to celebrate. This brother of yours was dead, and he’s alive! He was lost, and he’s found!’”

Song  Lost Boys  Greg Holden

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Bmnbom5Hcrs

I left my home still as a child

I walked a thousand soary miles

To wait for my father, to gather up his truth

He said my boy you've got to run

Don't wait for me, don't wait for mum

We'll come get you, when it's safe for us to move

So I waited many years,

held back the pain behind my tears

For my father, to come find me like he said

And in that time I was alone,

so many years without my home

I made brothers of a different kind instead

[Instrumental break]

And in the time I didn't know,

just how hard the wind could blow

Towards disaster, and the things that I would see

I never found my father,

I never found my mother

Even would I know in my lifetime I will be

A  hero into the masses,

to those born without chances

There's a freedom that everyone deserves

I know there's greed and there's corruption

I've seen death and mass destruction

But I'm telling you, and I hope that I'm heard

And I will not be commanded,

And I will not be controlled

And I will not let my future go on,

without the help of my soul

And I will not be commanded,

And I will not be controlled

And I will not let my future go on,

without the help of my soul

And I will not be commanded,

And I will not be controlled

And I will not let my future go on,

without the help of my soul

I will not be commanded,

I will not be controlled

And I will not let my future go on,

without the help of my soul

Sentence Prayer

http://www.cptryon.org/prayer/season/sunday-lent/4c.html

How easily we leave your side,

Lord God,

for a place far away.

We are blind in our darkness,

so open our eyes to our sins.

Unless you strengthen our spirits

and create our hearts anew,

we cannot make the journey home.

Guide us to your welcoming arms;

to the music and the dancing,

for we are easily lost,

and only you, our Father,

can find us.