Come riding on a rushing wind Blow through our hair and touch our skin I want to feel You now like I felt You then
Strip away my calloused heart Set Your arrow hit Your mark Bring me back to where love starts Bring me back to where You are
Father I'm running Father I'm coming home I cannot go on Your child is running, Father I'm coming home Back where I belong
I know You've heard this all before When I'm down and crying on the floor Saying I want You and nothing more
But I'm breaking in my heart tonight I've tried to stand I've tried to fight But I cannot see without Your light No I cannot breathe without You
When I saw you I was ashamed You were pure and I was stained But You ran to me and You called my name There were tears of joy upon Your face
Song Description: "This came from one of my favorite parables, which is the story of the prodigal son who takes all of his father's inheritance and just goes and wastes it all and pretty much deserves to not be forgiven and isn't worthy to be accepted back in his father's house again. The son realizes that he has totally disobeyed and dishonored his father. "I don't deserve to be my father's son any more," he says, "Maybe he'll take me back as a servant in his house." And so I imagine his head hung low below his shoulders walking back to his house, hoping that his father will accept him back as a lowly servant. But it says that when the father sees his son coming back down the road that the father runs to greet him with tears of joy. I specifically love this part of the story cuz it's the only time we see God running or in a hurry in the Bible. He's running to his child. I wrote the song from the first person point of view, as if I was the lost son. I was feeling condemned, unworthy of his love. The God that we serve could simply dismiss us, disown us, and give up on us. But HE DOESN'T. Instead He runs to greet us anytime we want to go back to Him." - Phil Wickham
