(HE RAN TO ME)
“So he got up and went to his father. 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
For most relationships, there is a keen sense of justice, of wrong and right. For most relationships, there comes that point where whoever is supposedly “more understanding” gets tired of giving in, and wants, for once, the “offender” to be the one to make the first move to ask for forgiveness, to save their friendship, to restore their relationship.
If God were man! If God were man, where would we all be? In eternal agony, I am sure. There isn’t a single living soul that can fulfill the requirements to bridge the gap that sin has created between sinful man and righteous God. So what did God do? He ran to us.
He made the first move. He sent His only begotten Son that He may choose to die accursed on that Cross in Calvary. And like that prodigal son, while we were “a long way off… He ran to…” US. And even for those of us who have already come to Him in repentance, have we not hurt Him again and again? Yet, without fail, whenever we get down on our knees, it is He who comes running to welcome us back.
Oh, Jesus! Lover of my soul! What a terrible price You have had to pay! For the sake of such a soul as mine that is as weak and inconsistent as miry clay! Never get tired of me, my Lord and my God! For I can never be truly whole without You. I was created for Your glory. I was created to need You and I was created to please You. Oh, Jesus! Lover of my soul! Help me to always remember to come to You!
Lover of my soul… You who always run to me… I am down on my knees… never let me go.