Reconciliation + the Prodigal Son

Today we had the first of two Reconciliation Services in school for our Yr.8 pupils. Through various media (the Gospel story of The Prodigal Son in Lk 15, a slideshow I put together last year to accompany Coldplay's "Fix You", a newspaper, the true story of Victoria Ruvolo, intercessions, a procession of light and modern Christian songs by Delirious...) we sought to help the pupils understand the need for mutual forgiveness, for reconciliation in our lives and to prepare them for the chance to receive the individual sacrament after the service for those who wished.

I mentioned to them an element of interpretation of the Prodigal Son story that came to me in prayer during my annual retreat in February. Here is the end of the parable:

While he was still a long way off, his father saw him and was moved with pity. He ran to the boy, clasped him in his arms and kissed him. Then his son said, Father, I have sinned against heaven and against you. I no longer deserve to be called your son.” But the father said to his servants, “Quick! Bring out the best robe and put it on him; put a ring on his finger and sandals on his feet. Bring the calf we have been fattening, and kill it; we will celebrate by having a feast, because this son of mine was dead and has come back to life; he was lost and is found.” And they began to celebrate.

Now the elder son was out in the fields, and on his way back, as he drew near the house, he could hear music and dancing. Calling one of the servants he asked what it was all about. The servant told him, “Your brother has come, and your father has killed the calf we had been fattening because he has got him back safe and sound.” He was angry then and refused to go in, and his father came out and began to urge him to come in; but he retorted to his father, All these years I have slaved for you and never once disobeyed any orders of yours, yet you never offered me so much as a kid for me to celebrate with my friends. But, for this son of yours, when he comes back after swallowing up your property—he and his loose women—you kill the calf we had been fattening.” The father said, My son, you are with me always and all I have is yours. But it was only right we should celebrate and rejoice, because your brother here was dead and has come to life; he was lost and is found.”

What suddenly struck me was the way the different characters address each other. The youngest son had asked his father for his inheritance, basically acting as if he wanted his father dead, or at least couldn't wait till his father died to receive what was due to him. And yet, when he returns he still acknowledges him as his father, but is ready to accept the punishment of being, in a sense, demoted from sonship to servanthood (Father, I have sinned against heaven and against you. I no longer deserve to be called your son”). But the father has already shown him unshakeable love (While he was still a long way off, his father saw him and was moved with pity. He ran to the boy, clasped him in his arms and kissed him.), and though he doesn't address him directly as "son" he certainly acts as if he still accepts him as such and indeed says to his servants, "this son of mine was dead and has come back to life; he was lost and is found.

Now compare this to the behaviour of the eldest son. He is indignant at the generous treatment afforded his brother ("this son of yours") and one might indeed feel sympathy for him. But look again... he doesn't actually address his father as "father" and says of his brother "this son of yours". It is as if he is unrelated to either of them, just a paid servant; ironically what the youngest son was prepared to accept as punishment. And yet, the father says to him, My son, you are with me always and all I have is yours."

It would seem that despite his own sin, the youngest son comes to recognise - in humility - his need of his father, of his love, of his forgiveness and of the security and stability that even just working for him as a servant would afford him. Yet, the eldest son does not acknowledge such a need. He is convinced of his own righteousness (a reference perhaps to the self-righteous attitudes of much of the Jewish hierarchy in Jerusalem) and feels that he deserves reward for doing basically what a paid servant could have done for him, i.e. what is just his duty. But his heart is not in it. He does not acknowledge his need of his father, nor seem to accept his position as his son. In a lack of humility, he does not accept to enter into a love relationship of father-son. Though the offer will always be there from the father ("My son..."). So there is hope for him, just as there is hope for all of us who turn away from God and, like Peter, deny that we know him.


To sum up, one might say that we are all called to be children of God, that we are all - by the simple fact of our common humanity as creations in his image - invited to accept God as Our Father, and that this forms our deepest identity. Yet, this inner identity has to be lived out, to be actualised for it to be truly authentic. We have to live out our relationship of father-son/daughter with God on a daily basis through our actions, our prayers, for it to be a truly authentic relationship. Otherwise, it will simply remain an idea, a potential relationship.

Abba, Father, I love you, I need you and I want to be with you always.

Comments

Ttony said…
I tried this on my own Year 10 who (once she realised it wasn't mine) deigned to pay it som attention and read it all the way through before saying "cool".

I really think that means you hit your target audience.
Bro. Jim Hayes said…
Thanks ever so much for that. It's always a relief and a reassurance when you hear that a message that is dear to your own heart has indeed been heard and understood by others.

Thank you again.
Anonymous said…
I really appreciated this post, Brother James. I think that I'm beginning to realize that coming home is a constant action, a constant choice...not a state of being. This post expresses that wonderfully.

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