My Heavenly Father’s Right Hand of Welcome

Thy brother is come, and thy father has killed the fatted calf because he has received him safe and well. – Luke 15:27

Before the servants had prepared the meal, before there had been any music or dancing in the family, his father kissed him. He would had cared little for all their songs, and have valued but slightly his reception by the servants, if, first of all, he had not been welcomed to his father’s heart. So it is with us; we need first to have fellowship with God before we think much of union with His people. Before I go to join a church, I want my Father’s kiss. Before the pastor gives me the right hand of fellowship, I want my heavenly Father’s right hand to welcome me. Before I become recognized by God’s people here below, I want a private recognition from the great Father above; and that He gives to all who come to Him as the prodigal came to his father; may He give to some of you now!

This kissing, also, was before the table communion. You know the prodigal was afterwards to sit at his father’s table, and to eat of the fatted calf; but before that, his father kissed him. He would scarcely have been able to sit easily at the feast without the previous kisses of love. The table communion, to which we are invited, is very sweet. To eat the flesh and drink the blood of Christ, in symbol, in the ordinance of the Lord’s Supper, is, indeed, a blessed thing; but I want to have communion with God by way of the love-kiss before I come there. “Let Him kiss me with the kisses of His mouth.” This is something private, ravishing, and sweet. God give it to many of you! May you get the many kisses of your Father’s mouth before you come into the church, or to the communion table! ~ C.H. Spurgeon

https://www.blueletterbible.org/Comm/spurgeon_charles/sermons/2236.cfm

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