| “While he 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’re still tempted to think of this kind of “heavenly-PDA” (public display of affection) as hyperbole, metaphor, poetry—or reserved for those who are worthy. Even we who have a great theology of the Gospel struggle with unbelief at times. It seems too good to be true. Our grace-allergies, Gospel-amnesia, and performance-based wiring—each of these wage war against our enjoyment of your love. And then there’s the lies of the enemy. On this “Father’s Day” weekend, continue to heal, free, and renew us. This story reveals the way you love each of your daughters and sons all the time, no exceptions. You see us—whether we have run far from you geographically, emotionally, theologically, morally, or by nothing more than busy indifference. You feel compassion—not disappointment, disapproval, or disgust. You run to us in the Gospel—our only hope and perpetual welcome. You embrace us—not a pat on the shoulders, the “right hand of fellowship,” or an awkward side hug. You kiss us. If it wasn’t in your Word, Father—if Jesus himself hadn’t given us this revelation of who you are… we wouldn’t believe it’s for us. Right now, you are running towards us—and after our loved ones and friends who remain strangers to your mercy and grace. Indeed, because of Jesus’ finished work on our behalf, you greatly delight in us, are committed to quiet us with your love, and rejoice over us with singing (Zeph. 3:17). Hallelujah, SO Very Amen, and heal our unbelief. |