Saw, Loved, Ran, Embraced, and Kissed Him

While he (the prodigal son, you, me, people we love) was still a long way off, his father saw him and was filled with compassion for him; he ran to his son, threw his arms around him and kissed him.” Luke 15:20


Heavenly Father, we are still tempted to think of this kind of “heavenly-PDA” (public display of affection) as hyperbole, metaphor, poetry… or reserved for a certain upper-tier of your children—those who deserve and earn it. On this Father’s Day, rescue us from all such nonsense.

Even we who know we know you, by grace alone—we can struggle with unbelief at times, remain impacted by our grace-allergies, and default to performance-based spirituality. Father, continue to heal us, free us, and renew us.

This portion of your Word reveals the way you love your daughters and sons all the time. You see us—whether we have run far from you geographically, emotionally, theologically, morally, or by nothing more than busy indifference. You run to us in the Gospel—our only hope and perpetual welcome. You throw your arms around us—not a pat on the shoulders, the “right hand of fellowship,” or an awkward side hug. You kiss us. You even greatly delight in us, quiet us with your love, and rejoice over us with singing! (Zeph. 3:17)

If this image wasn’t in your Word, Father—if Jesus himself hadn’t given us this revelation of who you are, we’d roll our eyes and squawk about somebody making up sentimental, sappy, presumptive stuff about you. But three-times-Holy Father, this IS how you love us. Right now, you are running towards us—and after our loved ones and friends who remain strangers to your mercy and grace. Hallelujah, and SO Very Amen.