The Father Who Truly Restores
There is no real joy in the text; for it is not the prodigal but the murderer who returns. And the father’s kiss is not a prelude to celebration, but a cue for foreboding.
— Dale Ralph Davis
From EBC
There is no real joy in the text; for it is not the prodigal but the murderer who returns. And the father’s kiss is not a prelude to celebration, but a cue for foreboding.
— Dale Ralph Davis