Coffee With Sister Vassa
Dear Parish Faithful,
A bit more on the Lord's great Parable of the Prodigal Son/The Compassionate Father/The Angry Elder Son:
THE JOY OF OUR FATHER
I’m struck this year, as we re-read and re-discover the Parable of the Prodigal Son two weeks before Lent, how our Lord is seeking to convert both the “obedient” and “disobedient” among us, from our usually-distorted vision of our Father in heaven. The point is, as my friend Nadia Kizenko said in her recent sermon on this parable (find it on YouTube), “God wants us to be happy.”
The younger, disobedient son experiences restlessness in His father’s house; asks the father for his part of the inheritance (as if his father were dead), goes off to do his own thing, ends up experiencing famine and suffering, then comes to himself, rises and returns to his father, having prepared a little speech about his unworthiness, etc. When he comes back, the father comes out to greet him with overjoyed kisses, interrupts the son’s little speech halfway and tells the servants to dress the son in “the first robe” (στολὴν τὴν πρώτην) and throws a big party in his house.
When the party was already well under way, we’re told that the elder son is in the fields, - that is, outside the father’s house and outside the party and its music. Because that’s what he did. He worked and served his father, but somehow did not expect nor want to celebrate and enjoy the music of his father. When he learns what is going on in the house, he doesn’t want to go in. He’s even angry with his father, for celebrating with his disobedient brother.
Both sons initially treat the father not as a father, but more like a patron. It’s a joyless, transactional kind of relationship. “Give me,” is what the younger son has to say to his father in the beginning of the story. But he learns through his restlessness and the ensuing journey into hunger and suffering, to return and to say, “Make me…ποίησόν με, create me” (like one of your hired servants) – although the father interrupts him, before he can say this part. The older son, on the other hand, speaks to his father of the things he (the older son) does for Him, and how he “never transgressed,” unlike his brother, hence the elder son expects the father to provide a reward for him in return.
Meanwhile, the father takes joy in being a father, not a patron. The provocative aspect of this story is that it’s through leaving his father’s house (as a young man eventually should) that the younger son experiences growth, I mean, by making his own mistakes and coming to realize who he is (by “coming to himself”), and that is, a son with a Father; a child of a loving and compassionate God. Meanwhile, the older son, who never stopped working for his father, who never experienced either restlessness or famine or suffering, never grew out of an infantile attitude toward his parent. The older son never noticed the playfulness, if I could put it this way, of true, divine love. God wants us to celebrate with Him; to celebrate in His house, and when we work, to work in freedom and joy, throughout our ups and downs, as we grow through them in love and communion with Him.
This is the newness of Christ’s message: It’s not focused on a set of rules, which guarantee us a certain number of rewards from an impersonal patron, insofar as we keep these rules. When our risen Lord cooked breakfast on the coast of the sea of Galilee and served Peter, who had “fallen” by denying Him thrice, Christ did a similar thing to the father in this parable. Note that Christ also did not demand an apology from Peter. He just let Peter affirm that he loved Him, thrice. What a joy. Let’s joyously head toward Lent, and not be afraid to mess up in our Father’s house, even as our own mess-ups break our hearts. Let us recognize our broken hearts as hearts open to compassion, for ourselves and our brother or sister, who also might need our warm welcome in God’s house with us in it, His imperfect children. Happy week of the Prodigal Son, dear friends. Sorry this was long. xoxo