What do I say about the Prodigal Son that hasn’t been said?
I’ve always been afraid that I identify most with the older son, who says he’s been faithful to his father and doesn’t know why he’s never been celebrated. I was raised in a wonderful religious family who believed in Christ, and I was taught from a young age to follow Him and strive to keep His commandments. I’ve just never really been the rebellious type. So, if I were in the older son’s position, I guess I might feel a bit of jealousy, too, revealing my own weakness.
Of course, I would be happy to accept someone who’s been lost, though. I believe God is a God of second chances (and third chances, etc), and I’m clinging to that hope for me and many people I love. I would definitely rejoice like the shepherd who found his lost sheep or the woman who found her lost coin. I love that Jesus teaches how heaven and angels rejoice with joy for each sinner who repents.
