In light of the reading of forgiveness outlined below I recently returned to the story of the prodigal son, for it has often been used as a way of claiming that forgiveness is wrapped up in an economy where repentance from the son was required for the forgiveness of the father to take place. However, in re-reading the story I noticed how such a reading misses the radical nature of the forgiveness nestled there.
Firstly, the story itself is framed in such a way that the son’s repentance seems to be little more than a strategy that would enable him to return home where he could be looked after, for we read,
‘When he came to his senses, he said, “How many of my father’s hired men have food to spare, and here I am starving to death! I will set out and go back to my father and say to him: Father, I have sinned against heaven and against you. I am no longer worthy to be called your son; make me like one of your hired men.”’
However true repentance is not bound up with coming to ones senses, to come to ones senses is to become rational, to think of an action which will lead to desired reaction. The son is in a dire situation and so devises a plan to escape it. This is exposed as we note the reflexive nature of the sons “repentance”. Instead of the text saying something like, “in repentance he returned to his father”, it presents the repentance as something that was thought through; i.e. as a strategy.
Secondly, we can see how the fathers response to the son is enacted without any consideration of the sons reason for returning. In the parable we read, “But while he was still a long way off, his father saw him and was filled with compassion for him; he ran to his son, threw his arms around him and kissed him”. In other words, the father had already forgiven the son before the son could say or do anything.
In order to draw out the radical message embedded in the parable of the prodigal son I have been playing with a parable that largely mimics the original. This is a currently a draft of something that may appear in the book I am working on (a book of parables with the working title of Dis-courses),
There was once a rich man who had two sons. Now the younger of the two was impetuous by nature and said to his father, “I do not want to wait for my inheritance, please give me my share now”.
His father complied and split the inheritance between his two sons. A few days later the younger son packed his bags and departed from the home. For the next few years he squandered the money that he had been given on a life of hedonism. However the money eventually ran out and soon a famine devastated the land. He found a job feeding pigs and was so poor that he had to supplement his diet with the scrapes that he feed to the animals.
This was no life for the young man and so he thought to himself, “I have had a good time in the last few years, but perhaps I should now return to my father’s home. For there it is warm and I may be able to get some more money”. And so he began the return journey.
While he was still a long way off, his father saw him and felt compassion, and ran and embraced him and kissed him. The Father then said to his servants, “Bring quickly the best robe, and put it on him, and put a ring on his hand, and shoes on his feet. And bring the fattened calf and kill it, and let us eat and celebrate. For this my son was dead, and is alive again; he was lost, and is found.” And they began to celebrate.
Later that night, after the party, and while he was alone the younger son wept with sorrow and repented.