destitute in the pig field

by Rachel Wyatt

It seems to be human nature that we find it really hard to confess to others (and even to ourselves) when we have done something wrong.

Our resistance often stems from pride, shame, embarrassment, or the dread of being judged. Sometimes, it's the fear of facing consequences or being held accountable that holds us back. Yet, when we keep our wrongdoing bottled up inside, it isolates us.

We begin to feel alone, as if we’re the only ones who struggle or fail. This isolation can deepen our sense of failure and make it even harder to move forward.

Confession, has the power to break this cycle.

When we humble ourselves and admit our wrongdoing, we invite light into the darkness. The burden of carrying it alone lifts, and we discover the grace and strength to make a fresh start.

In Luke 15:11-24, Jesus tells the story of the prodigal son. The younger son made a series of poor choices, squandering his inheritance on reckless living. When he hit rock bottom—alone and destitute in the pig field — he was overcome with despair. He couldn’t change his situation or walk away from his mistakes until he remembered his father.

That memory gave him the courage to return home.

The key moment in this story is when the younger son chooses to confess. With humility, he says, “Father, I have sinned against heaven and against you.

His confession opens the door for restoration, love, and forgiveness. Not only is he welcomed back with open arms, but his father celebrates his return with joy.

Is there something weighing on your heart today? Is there a person you need to confess to, or perhaps you need to turn to God and seek His forgiveness? Confession may feel difficult, but it leads to freedom and healing.

Loving Father,

give me the humility and courage to confess my wrongdoing, whether to You or to others. Thank You for the grace that meets me in my brokenness and offers me a fresh start. Help me to walk in Your love and truth every day.

Amen.

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