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The Prodigal Father

The parable of the Prodigal Son is well known.  The younger son spit in the father’s face, metaphorically speaking, took his inheritance and ran off to live a wild lifestyle with it.  When it was gone, and famine struck the land, he ended up living with the pigs.  He decided to go home and beg his father to let him work as a servant in his home.  But when he got home, his father ran to him and celebrated his lost son’s return.

This whole parable was Jesus’ way to show us the love of God, to show us that, no matter what, we can return to Him, for He is waiting for us.

Ever since I was little it was about the son, a story about the son walking away, and the father accepting him back.


What about when it’s the father turns his back on the son?  What about when it’s the father who takes everything and leaves?

Here is the story of the Prodigal Father:


There was a man who had two sons. One day he said to his sons, “Sons, I am taking what is mine and leaving to live the life I want.” So he divided his property up. The younger son let him go.

Not long after that, the father got together all he had, set off for a distant country, and there squandered his wealth in wild living. After he had spent everything, there was a severe famine in that whole country, and he began to be in need. So he went and hired himself out to a citizen of that country, who sent him to his fields to feed pigs. He longed to fill his stomach with the pods that the pigs were eating, but no one gave him anything.

When he came to his senses, he said, “How many of my sons’ hired servants have food to spare, and here I am starving to death! I will set out and go back home and say to my sons, ‘Sons, I have sinned against heaven and against you. I am no longer worthy to be called your father; make me like one of your hired servants.’” So he got up and went back home.

But while he was still a long way off, his younger son saw him and was filled with compassion for him; he ran to his father, threw his arms around him and kissed him.

The father said to him, “Son, I have sinned against heaven and against you. I am no longer worthy to be called your father.”

But the son said to the servants, “Quick! Bring the best robe and put it on him. Put a ring on his finger and sandals on his feet. Bring the fattened calf and kill it. Let’s have a feast and celebrate. For my father was dead and is alive again; he was lost and is found.” So they began to celebrate.

Meanwhile, the older son was in the field. When he came near the house, he heard music and dancing. So he called one of the servants and asked him what was going on. “Your father has come home,” he replied, “and your brother has killed the fattened calf because he has him back safe and sound.”

The older brother became angry and refused to go in. So his brother went out and pleaded with him. But he answered his brother, “Look! All these years we’ve been working to keep this estate running, and we have never even had a young goat so we could celebrate with our friends. But when this father of yours who has squandered his life and wealth with prostitutes comes home, you kill the fattened calf for him!”

“My brother,” the younger son said, “We are a family, and everything I have is yours. But we had to celebrate and be glad, because our father was dead and is alive again; he was lost and is found.”


What happens when it’s the father who leaves?

The same thing that happened to the son.

What happens when the father is the one to walk away and live foolishly?

The same thing that happened to the son.

What will happen when the father eventually comes back?

The younger son will do the same as the Father.


Comments on: "The Prodigal Father" (1)

  1. I’m so sorry this was birthed in pain, Andrew. But, so happy that The Holy Spirit gave you a voice through writing. I hope it was cathartic for you. I’m so very proud of the Christ-like heart you have, my son. I love you.

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