(I posted this a couple of weeks ago on 3 Men Walk Into A Blog, a blog I share with buds Harrry Kraus, and Dan Walsh, but I’m guessing most of you aren’t readers of that blog so I thought I’d share it here as well.)
If you can do it, think of God unedited by how you’re supposed to see Him. (Loving, kind, compassionate.) Not what your mind tells you, but your heart. What images come to mind?
Principal?
Angry parent?
Dictator?
Judge?
The image I fight is of Him standing in front of me with folded arms saying, “Well, you’ve sure screwed up a lot but I have to let you in anyway.”
It’s probably why I cry every time I read Luke 15. You know the passage. Whole books have been written on it, music videos done—modernizations have tried to convey the message in a more compelling way. And there’s good reason for all the focus. It is the entire gospel in twenty two verses. With it, Jesus encapsulates the core of the Father’s heart towards us.
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The part that reduces me to tears? The first part of verse 20:
Luke 15:20 So he got up and came to his father. But while he was still a long way off, his father saw him and felt compassion for him, and ran and embraced him and kissed him. ” And the son said to him, ‘Father, I have sinned against heaven and in your sight; I am no longer worthy to be called your son.’ (NASB)
My Bible has little notations down the middle of the page sometimes showing the literal translation of a word, and in this case it puts a whole new spin on the verse. Before I dug into the literal translation of ran, embraced and kissed I pictured the Father jogging up to the son, giving him a swift hug, a pat on the back and a quick kiss on the cheek. A kind of Jewish-Italian-Mafia/Marlon Brando thing. “Welcome back to da family kid!”
Wrong.
This is how I’d write the translation based on the literal meaning of the words:
Luke 15:20 “So he got up and came to his father. But while he was still a long way off, his father saw him and felt compassion for him, and raced toward his son like an Olympic sprinter going for gold. When the father reached his son, he almost knocked the young man to the ground with his passion and joy. He seized his son, pulled him into his chest, and squeezed tight with all his strength as tears flowed across the father’s cheeks onto his beard. Then the father kissed his son feverously over and over and over again.
That’s how God feels about you.
Notice two more things before you go. When did the Father do the things above? Before the son confessed or after? Before. And what was the Father’s reaction when the son did confess?
He ignored the confession!
And the son said to him, ‘Father, I have sinned against heaven and in your sight; I am no longer worthy to be called your son.’ But the father said to his slaves, ‘Quickly bring out the best robe and put it on him, and put a ring on his hand and sandals on his feet; and bring the fattened calf, kill it, and let us eat and celebrate; for this son of mine was dead and has come to life again; he was lost and has been found.’ And they began to celebrate.
Amazing.
He doesn’t even address the sin.
Don’t get me wrong. God abhors sin. Cannot abide it. But that’s why He sent Jesus; to abolish it forever.
But there are no folded arms, no cruel scolding, no tyrant or dictator to be found. No disappointment in his son. Only unbridled passionate love.
Ask Him. Ask Him now to rewire your thinking about who He is.
And run into his violent embrace.