Before the young man could utter a word of remorse, before he had a chance to admit what a screw-up he’d been, the father had been scanning the distant horizon for his son’s form and ran to meet him with open arms.
This is a great point. The son did not state his claim of humility before the father made his joyful declaration of his son returning home. Nor did the father wait with arms folded in disgust waiting to see what the son’s words would be.
