Looking at an old painting of the prodigal son story today….
So kind, the gleam and glisten in the father’s eyes, when his son came home….tenderness in waiting!
The father figure in the prodigal son story! Yep, that’s how The Father is, always eager to see us! Ready to welcome us home!
A God like that makes sense in terms of what we really need in life.
Good to have the right picture of the father in that great story!
I try to imagine myself as each character in that old story! But the father character catches my hearts eye the most.
I often think about whether the son sent postcards from the road while wasting his inheritance.
Regardless, the father was waiting excitedly for us to come back home.
Great painting! True story.