Why does God seek my return? Why are you still in my footsteps? Why do you knock a thousand ways at the gates of my soul? 

Every human being is a child, although sometimes we forget it, although sometimes we chase shadows of grandeur or glitter slurs of vain pleasures, 

While we are endeavored by a mirage, as we let our hearts be imprisoned in false loves, God follows every step of my steps, God waits for my repentance, God sighs that he will plead his care.

What does God gain if I leave my sin? What is the reason for your insistence? Why don't you let those who, ungratefully, walk away from the father's house, who seek hollow freedoms perish? 

The poet asked, in the midst of his astonishment, "What do I have that my friendship seeks?" Your question is also mine: why don't you give up on my sin, my selfishness, my ingratitude, my lows? Why are you looking for me relentlessly?

God responds with the insistence of his Son, with the claims of a shepherd who goes after the rebellious sheep. As he expressed, in his poetic theatre, Tirso de Molina, Christ's desire to recover the sheep is so great that he also welcomes it if he is no longer white:

You continue, today as many years ago, in search of your sheep, with a loving and hopeful insistence. As if your bliss depended on my return, my tears, my sincere conversion. 

I can't go on with my tough, indifferent, distracted answer. It's time to give you the joy of allowing you to celebrate the party. I will discover, then, that this joy of yours, immense, divine, is also mine.