The prodigal son, when he got home, before he got that robe, friends, he had a bath. You don’t think the Father would have put a new robe on that ragged, dirty boy, smelling like a pig pen, do you? No, He gave him a good bath; he was cleansed, and a new robe was put on him. And the next week he didn’t say, “Dad, I think I’m going to go to the far country and end up in a pig pen again.” Not that boy. May I say to you—when you have confessed your sin to God, it means, my friend, that you’ve turned from that sin. It means you have said the same thing God has said. Sin is a terrible thing. God hates it. You hate it now, but you’ve now been restored to your Father.