Our kids came home this week after being away on a 14 day vacation. I can’t possibly articulate the anticipation and joy we felt as the time drew near for their return. John and I were full of joy as we counted down each day of their absence.

I got to thinking about the love of our Heavenly Father. Luke 15:20 says, “But 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.”

The love of this father, toward his wayward son, is a direct representation of the love of our Heavenly Father. It’s difficult for me to imagine that kind of love. Unconditional. Lavish. Filled with grace.

When our children return, from such an extended time away, we are ecstatic and would give them nearly anything they asked. If that’s our heart, filled with sinfulness, how much more does our heavenly Father desire to lavish His children upon their return to Him? Can you even fathom the Father’s love?

If ever we are far from Jesus, He is anxiously awaiting our return and has plans for an extravagant homecoming party. He is like the father that ran to his son—even while he was still a long way off.

He’s watching and waiting and has an unimaginable love to share with His children!

That’s the hope we need. Hold on…unswervingly!!