 When the father saw his son coming down the road, he didn't have to say, you know, I gotta think about this thing. He's wasted all this money, he's squandered it all, he's been a prodigal in my life. I gotta decide whether I'm gonna forgive him or not. No, he didn't have to decide. Because I can imagine that father been looking for him for years, hoping one day he'd come home. He came home forgiven.