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. -Luke 15:20
I chose this moment because it’s a moment in this story that haunts me in a good way. This is so dumb but I really loved the miniseries Anne of Green Gables. (All dudes have permission to stop reading now). I think it was actually in the sequel, Anne of Avonlea, when Anne unexpectedly comes back to the farm on a summer break or something. And there’s this adorable scene where Marilla, her adoptive mother, sees a figure walking down the road from the porch. Marillas’ annoying, old, busty friend is with her and says something annoying. And then Marilla realizes it’s Anne and freaks out and runs with abandon down the road to her? And that stupidly awesome theme music plays? Remember that? Anyone? (Crickets). Anyways. I used to rewind and watch that scene over and over and ALWAYS cried!? What is wrong with me? Why did I like that scene so much? I think it’s that kind of love. The love that is ridiculously excited to see you and runs out to meet you. I get all emotional when I think that God feels that way about us! About me! That God is like Marilla Cuthbert running towards Anne while the old annoying friend squawks at them from the porch.