Abba Father
We were having breakfast in a small diner this week when an older gentleman walked in, and his son said, “Have a seat here Dad.” I was intrigued by their relationship and found myself looking in their direction occasionally. They were far enough away that I couldn’t hear conversations, but close enough to see facial expressions. Trying not to act like a stalker gawking at them, I continued to glance their direction occasionally. It was obvious that the father was excited to have breakfast with his son. As the younger man talked, his father’s face lit up with excitement. He smiled from ear to ear as his son looked him in the eye and shared. At first I wondered, what makes his father so proud of him, but soon realized that his father was simply excited to spend time with his son. Maybe this was a weekly event in their lives, or maybe his son lived far away and was visiting. I will never know their situation, but it really doesn’t matter. They gave me an unforgettable picture of an amazin...