[In the parable of the prodigal son (Luke 15:11-32),], the hunger so gnaws at [the prodigal son’s] gut he considers eating with the pigs. But rather than swallow the pods, he swallows his pride and begins that famous walk homeward, rehearsing a repentance speech with each step. Turns out he didn’t need it. “His father saw him and had compassion, and ran and fell on his neck and kissed him” (v. 20 NKJV). The father was saving the son’s place.
He’s saving yours, too. If heaven’s banquet table has nameplates, one bears your name.