The Prodigal, Part 1

Perhaps the greatest "short story" ever written, told by the Master Storyteller...



A man had two sons. The younger told his father, "I want my share of your estate now, instead of waiting until you die." His father agreed to divide his wealth between his sons

A few days later this younger son packed all his belongings and took a trip to a distant land, and there wasted all his money on parties and prostitutes. About the time all his money was gone a great famine swept over the land and he began to starve. He persuaded a local farmer to hire him to feed his pigs. The boy became so hungry that even the pods he was feeding the swine looked good to him,.... and no one gave him anything.
When he finally came to his senses, he said to himself, "At home even the hired men have food enough to spare and here I am, dying of hunger. I will go home to my father and say, "Father, I have sinned against both heaven and you and am no longer worthy of being called your son. Please take me on as a hired man."

So he returned home to his father.
While he was still a long distance away his father saw him coming and was filled with compassion and ran and embraced him and kissed him.
His son said to him, "Father I have sinned against heaven and you and am not worthy of being called your son.".... But his father said to the servants, "Quick, bring the finest robe in the house and put it on him.... and a jeweled ring for his finger and shoes for his feet!... And kill the calf we have in the holding pen. We must celebrate with a feast, for this son of mine was dead and has returned to life. He was lost and is found."

So the party began.....

Meanwhile, the older son was in the fields working. When he returned home he heard dance music coming from the house and he asked one of the servants what was going on.
"Your brother is back, he was told, and your father has killed the calf we were fattening and has prepared a great feast to celebrate his coming home again unharmed."

The older brother was angry and wouldn't go in. His father came out and begged him, but he replied,... "All these years I've worked hard for you and never once refused to do a single thing you told me to do, and in all that time you never even gave one young goat for a feast with my friends. Yet, when this son of yours comes back after spending your money on prostitutes, you celebrate by killing the finest calf we have on the place."

"Look, dear son, his father said to him, 'you and I are very close, and everything I have is yours. But it is right to celebrate. For he is your brother, and he was dead and has come back to life! He was lost and is found!".......



(to be continued).....