The gospel this morning was Luke's Prodigal Son. I may be more like the older son than the prodigal, but that doesn't make me any less joyful in the Church, and in what I do for my fellow believers in Christ and those who we help return to Him. It is the call to return over and over, every day, that holds hope and promise of achieving Heaven. This is why one of my prayers in the evening is an Act of Contrition, one that is addressed to God with no intercessor, just as we do in the Sacrament of Penance. If this offends, that is not my intention. It's simply the way it is.
Too bad you have rejected my kindness. I do pray for your eternal soul if you don’t believe in being born again.