At an airport this evening waiting for a connecting flight. Watched my plane come into my gate and then watched the deplaning passengers. A lady was there apparently more anxious than even me for the flight to arrive. She just stood there glancing at her watch and jittering. Line of passengers seemed to end, and there she was still jittering. Finally, the last passenger aboard came out escorted by an attendant. Lady's anxiety became joy as she scooped up her roughly eleven-yr-old little girl into her arms. Two kisses and another hug later, and the lady showed her ID to the attendant, and then off went mother and child.
Scene made me think of Luke15. Gospel tells us of the Prodigal Son. Many preach on the father who rushes out to hug his long-lost son. Have heard before that the picture described by Luke is a father who is always staring out his window anxiously awaiting his son's return. No new insight to add to this scene. Just like finding daily scenes of an ordinary life that reflect the great love of God. These reminders are always out there. Always wonderful when the Lord takes the time to point out these scenes to you and then make that connection for you. "See that there, my child? That's how much I love you."
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