Lk 15:1-3, 11b-32

25 March 2001

4th Sunday in Lent

 

"The Gospel within the Gospel"

 

As I was thinking about the scripture readings for today, I had a bit of a problem.  The epistle reading, though it has some good stuff, just didn't grab me.  And I gave the text in Joshua some serious consideration, but it mentions circumcision, and every time I thought about it, I wanted to cringe.  But don't worry—someday I will address the issue of circumcision!

Then there's the gospel reading in Luke 15, which deals with the parable of the prodigal son.  I didn't immediately want to go with this one, either.  The problem is that it's so familiar that it doesn't seem to be very interesting.  Aside from maybe the story of the good Samaritan, this is probably the best-known of Jesus' parables.  The phrase "prodigal son" (or "prodigal daughter") is part of our popular culture.  People who have nothing to do with the church use the term.  (Although I've noticed that sometimes the word "prodigal" is used to simply refer to someone who's been away for a long time!)

So there's that.  And while spending the entire Lenten season meditating on the parable with Henri Nouwen's devotions would seem to make things easier, sometimes the opposite is true.  Sometimes we can have too much exposure.  It becomes necessary to step back and get a new perspective.  I find that's true for me, anyway.  Fortunately, this parable, which has been called “the gospel within the gospel,” the good news within the good news, provides all kinds of perspectives.

The whole thing is set up by the complaints of some Pharisees and scribes who protest the fact that Jesus sits at the table and eats with tax collectors and other undesirables.  You'd think he'd understand that any decent Jew wouldn't associate with scumbags like that!  It shows complete disregard for the moral and religious standards of society!  Still, it’s not completely unexpected that Jesus would welcome such people.  After all, in the verse just before this, in 14:35, he’s just proclaimed, “Let anyone with ears to hear listen!”

It's only Jesus, not the religious authorities, who feels the need to have compassion and to show the way to those who are lost.  Accordingly, his response to the Pharisees and scribes comes in the form of three parables about the lost.  The first is about a lost sheep, the second about a lost coin, and the third, our scripture text, is about a lost son.

Jesus starts simply enough:  "There was a man who had two sons" (v. 11).  He puts the focus on the father, not on the boys—who by the way, are referred to as "two sons," not "two brothers."  That isn't an accidental reference!  Does everyone remember literature class?  That's called foreshadowing.

We're presented with a blunt request by the younger son.  He wants to receive the portion of the inheritance that will be his after the father's death.  According to Deuteronomy 21:17, that would be half the amount his older brother is due.  Many people have commented on how shocking a request this is, that he's basically saying to his father, "Drop dead."  It may not be quite that extreme; what the younger son does is not completely unheard of.[1]  Still, it shows great disrespect and indicates that he's ready to leave the family forever.  They'll truly be dead to him.

Still, the father agrees “to [divide] his property between them” (v. 12).  The word for “property” is bion (bion), literally, “life.”  The father gives him his “life.”  And within a few days, the son takes his massive amount of spending money, and as the scripture says, "traveled to a distant country" (v.13).  This is the road trip of a lifetime.  He wants to get as far away as possible.  And when he's left that parental authority uncounted miles behind, he has more freedom than he can handle.  Young, rich, and ready to party, "he squander[s] his property in dissolute living" (v. 13).  Dissolute—that’s really wasteful; it’s prodigal.

Unfortunately, la vida loca causes the funds to run out before he knows it.  And that's not all that runs out.  Not only has the money run out, but so have his recently-made friends.  And to add insult to injury, a famine ruins the economy of the nation in which he's settled.

Desperate, the young man agrees to work for a pig farmer.  Feeding swine, probably not the most sought-after occupation on anyone’s list, is truly an abomination for a Jew.  And what's worse, this job doesn't even pay well enough for him to avoid always being hungry.  In fact, his constant hunger soon makes the pods that he's been feeding the animals look pretty good.  He literally wants to "pig out."

It's at this point that he comes to his senses and realizes what a first-class (I'll say "jerk") that he's been.  "How many of my father's hired hands have bread enough and to spare, but here I am dying of hunger!" (v. 17).  And he rehearses what he'll say:  he'll admit his guilt and beg to be taken on as one of the employees.  So off he goes.

At this point, I want to inject a thought.  Remember, Jesus isn't simply telling a fascinating story.  He intends for his hearers to see themselves in what he's saying.  I invite all of us to do the same.  Think of our relationship with God and the ways in which we've been the younger son.  Think of the riches and blessings that we've squandered, only to find ourselves looking hungrily at the food of swine.

With verse 20, the tone changes.  We go from focusing on the younger son's actions to those of the father.  He's really the glue that holds this whole thing together as a story.  In describing what the father does, Jesus paints a picture that's totally at odds with what the society of his day would expect.  Jesus says that at the first glimpse of the returning prodigal son, the father immediately sprints toward him and embraces him.

Many commentators have noted that "[i]n ancient Palestine it was regarded as unbecoming—a loss of dignity—for a grown man to run."  Slaves are the ones supposed to be running around!  "Yet the father set aside all concern for propriety and ran."  In fact, some "Arabic translations of this story refuse to translate this running!  They avoid this because it is clear that the father here is acting as God acts towards prodigals.  Running in public is too humiliating to attribute to a person who symbolizes God."[2]

The younger son launches into his speech, confessing his sin and admitting that he no longer deserves to be considered a son.  But before he can beg for a job, he gets interrupted by the father, who calls for the best robe they have, a ring for his finger, and sandals for his feet.  And as for the fatted calf—slay it!  It's time to eat, drink, and be merry!  Not only is the prodigal son restored, but he's restored in style!

At verse 25, we come to the second major section of the parable.  This is where the elder son enters the picture.  If the younger son represents irresponsibility and wastefulness, then the elder son symbolizes responsibility and duty.  While the younger son was off playing, he was making sure things got done.  While the prodigal was nowhere to be found, he was the good son, the model son.  And how appropriate it is that they get the party started while he's out in the field!

When the older son finds out from one of the slaves the occasion for all the hullabaloo, he isn't pleased.  He refuses to go back to the house.  This prompts the father to go out to him and plead.  It's at this point that the elder son unleashes the flood of anger and resentment and pain that has welled up within him.

For years, I've worked like a slave for you, "and I have never disobeyed your command" (v. 29), says the elder son, who feels like a glorified servant.  And to what thanks?  You've never given me so much as a stupid goat so I can feast with my friends.  "But when this son of yours came back, who devoured your property with prostitutes, you killed the fatted calf for him!" (v. 30).  That bum may not be dead to you any longer, but he's still dead to me!  He should be on his knees!  No, he should be on his face, begging your forgiveness!

Notice that the older son refers to his wayward brother as "this son of yours," not "my brother."  For a variety of reasons, his heart remains closed to his younger sibling.  The older brother needs to undergo conversion as much as the younger one.  But in his case, it's not as immediately obvious.  He hasn't lived a wild life; he's always done the right thing.  But like everyone who does the right thing, his sin is on the inside.

And the father understands that.  He also understands the pain of his son, the son who stayed at home, rather than going off in search of adventure.  He feels his pain!  The father's response in verse 31 begins with the word Teknon (Teknon), translated in the NRSV as "son," but it has the more intimate meaning of "child."  He appeals to his embittered offspring:  Child, my son, "you are always with me, and all that is mine is yours.  But we had to celebrate and rejoice, because this brother of yours was dead and has come to life; he was lost and has been found" (vv. 31-32).

Celebrating his return is by no means a matter of repayment.  You're right—he doesn't deserve anything.  And I'd be justified in forcing him to grovel at my feet.  I'd be justified in saying, "Who are you?  You look like a son I used to have!"  No, celebrating your brother's return isn't a matter of repayment—it's not a matter of justice; it's a matter of joy and love.

I said earlier that this parable has been called "the gospel within the gospel."  Within the gospel story of Luke we have this story, with all its depth, with all its wide-ranging survey of human experience—and of our experience with God.  We have it all:  greed, lust, wastefulness, desperation, repentance, resentment, celebration…and I could go on.  But above all, we have grace.

A name you’ve heard several times during this Lenten season is that of Henri Nouwen, the Dutch Roman Catholic priest who has been an inspiration to millions of people all over the world.  Of his many books, the one he considered to be his best and his favorite was The Return of the Prodigal Son.  If you read only one of his books, make it that one; he truly poured his soul into it.  Published in 1992, just four years before his death, it tells how Rembrandt’s painting of the same name sent him on a spiritual journey that shaped the rest of his life.  In fact, he was on his way to Russia in 1996 to do a TV documentary on the painting when he died of a heart attack during a stop in the Netherlands.

Anyway, in the book he makes the painful confession that he sees too much of the elder brother in himself.  “It is strange to say this,” he says, “but, deep in my heart, I have known the feeling of envy toward the wayward son.  It is the emotion that arises when I see my friends having a good time doing all sorts of things that I condemn.  I called their behavior reprehensible or even immoral, but at the same time I often wondered why I didn’t have the nerve to do some of it or all of it myself.”[3]

Nouwen identifies with the elder brother’s sense of loneliness—the bitter and terrible loneliness of those whose resentment prevents them from entering into joy.  He admits, “Often I catch myself complaining about little rejections, little impolitenesses, little negligences…As I let myself be drawn into the vast interior labyrinth of my complaints, I become more and more lost until, in the end, I feel myself to be the most misunderstood, rejected, neglected, and despised person in the world.”[4]

I wonder if there isn’t anyone who hasn’t felt that way?  For Nouwen, his deliverance came in the knowledge that he had to move from being either of the sons to being the father, the one who extends grace.

Part of the artistry of this parable, this gospel within the gospel, is that it’s incomplete.  We don’t know the ending.  Is the elder son able to overcome his hurt and anger and join the festivities?  Are the two brothers ever reconciled?  The question is left open for all concerned.  That includes not only the characters in the story, but also Jesus’ audience:  the scribes and Pharisees, his disciples, the people in the crowd.  It includes the readers of Luke’s text, and it includes us.

We have a say in how the story unfolds.  When we see in ourselves the wastefulness of the younger and the resentment of the older, we can remember that this is the gospel.  This is the good news:  that there is one who gives his life to us that we may be reconciled.  The final paragraph of Henri Nouwen’s book contains the joy of that discovery:[5]

 

When, four years ago, I went to Saint Petersburg to see Rembrandt’s The Return of the Prodigal Son, I had little idea how much I would have to live what I then saw.  I stand with awe at the place where Rembrandt brought me.  He led me from the kneeling, disheveled young son to the standing, bent-over old father, from the place of being blessed to the place of blessing.  As I look at my own aging hands, I know that they have been given to me to stretch out toward all who suffer, to rest upon the shoulders of all who come, and to offer the blessing that emerges from the immensity of God’s love.


 


[1] Alfred Plummer, The Gospel According to St. Luke, 5th ed. (Edinburgh:  T. & T. Clark, 1922), 372.

[2] www.crossmarks.com/brian/luke15x1.htm

[3] Henri Nouwen, The Return of the Prodigal Son (New York:  Image Books, 1992), 70.

[4] Nouwen, 72.

[5] Nouwen, 139.

 

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