Come and Join the Party Every Day
Luke begins chapter 15: “All the tax collectors and sinners were coming near to listen to Jesus. And the Pharisees and the scribes were grumbling and saying, ‘This fellow welcomes sinners and eats with them.’ So Jesus told them this parable.” Actually, he tells them three parables: One about one out of 100 sheep is lost and found; one about one out of ten coins is lost and found; one about one out of two brothers is lost and found. Well, maybe that last one is not correct since it depends upon which of the two sons we think is lost. And that’s where things get complicated. Is it the parable of the Prodigal Son? Or, the Parable of Two Lost Sons? Or, the Parable Overly Indulgent Father? Or, The Father Who Lost His Two Sons? Or, as an answer to the Pharisees and Scribes it might be, Three Parables of Those Who Are Simply Lost, Not Sinners.
From the outset we can agree it is much easier to find a lost sheep or coin than it is to find a lost person. Further, when a Jewish story begins, “There was a man who had two sons,” we are immediately expected to recall the history of such stories in The Bible: Cain and Abel; Ishmael and Isaac; Esau and Jacob; and now “a man with two unnamed sons.” The biblical literate amongst those listening to Jesus, especially the Pharisees and the Scribes, know that one is to identify with the younger son. One surprise in this third parable is that the younger son turns out to be an “irresponsible, self-indulgent, and probably indulged child, whom I would notdespite his being Jewish, be pleased to have my daughter date,” writes Amy Jill Levine in her book, Short Stories by Jesus. [i] We can only imagine just how much more the Pharisees and Scribes must grumble at this immediate deviation from the standard “two-sons story.”
Although our primary attention is to be on the father with two sons, it should be noted that sheep and coins do not sin, they simply get lost. And sheep and coins are more easily found than people, since people can be right in front of us and still be lost. Arguably, both sons in the third story are lost: one discovers the hard way through his own self-indulgent appetites that in fact the grass is not greener elsewhere, and that there is no place like home. While the other brother, after years of watching his father overly indulge his younger brother, feels neglected for all the good he does, and alienated from pretty much everyone. Which may seem perfectly justified since once the profligate brother is given a royal welcome and a party, and that it seems pretty clear that no one, including the father, has invited the older brother to join in the celebration. He hears some carrying on and has to ask one of the family slaves, “What’s going on up at the house?”
One gets the sense that the younger son is a repeat offender. After running through his inheritance, he ends up in Gentile territory feeding pigs. That, for a young Jewish man, is about as low as it goes. But we note how quickly he comes to his senses, and with apparent ease concocts a speech he will deliver when he gets home suggesting that he might at least return as a hired servant. He practices it all the way home. He has delivered such speeches before, but this time he really has come up with a good one with the new twist.
Lo and behold! Before he can get even half-way through his speech his father comes running to greet him, throws his arms around him, kisses him, and orders the servants to get the best robe, the family signet ring, and the fatted calf to celebrate, “my son, who once was dead and now is alive again.” The story is so exciting and familiar that we no doubt overlook the resurrection language despite the fact it is repeated twice in the course of this story. Foreshadowing? Perhaps.
We can imagine the younger son saying, to himself, “Wow! I didn’t even have to get to the best part of my speech, offering to be treated as a hired hand! I can save that for the next time!” Another clue is that he addresses his father as “father,” not Lord or Master. He did not really expect to be taken in as a hired hand. Is the father over-indulgent and going overboard? Or, is he just relieved and happy to have the family back together again? Or, is the family back together? Perhaps he just likes any excuse to have a party! And one should note, the son, unlike the sheep and the coin, was not lost. He walked away of his own volition. Coins cannot do this. Sheep could. The point being that people get lost, some on purpose, some not so on purpose. The older brother is a perfect example.
When he finds out why there is a party going on, he refuses to join the party. It’s that no good, irresponsible brother of mine again. The father notices that the older brother is lost, missing from the party, and goes out to plead with him to join in. As a sign of just how fractured this family is, the brother starts, “Your son.” Not “my brother.” That says a lot, and is meant to hurt. In a somewhat self-righteous and somewhat justified rant, he catalogs just how everything he does for the father seems to be overlooked while the ne’er-do-well brother gets all the attention despite “devouring” the father’s property on “whores.” There’s no mention of prostitutes, but it sure could be possible that “dissolute living” might include such behavior. “Then the father said to him, '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.'" There’s that resurrection talk again. End of story. We never find out if the older brother comes around. Does the father apologize? Is the family made whole once again? Had it ever been whole, and safe, and sound? We are left to imagine how the story ends. Or, if it does.
So, there’s a shepherd that leaves ninety-nine sheep to fend for themselves to find just one lost sheep, and throws a party. There’s a woman who finds one lost coin and probably spends two or three of her other eight coins to throw a block party. And a father who seems to reward bad behavior with a lavish welcome home party. Is Jesus suggesting to the Scribes and Pharisees: Do you have a problem with God my Father acting in such extravagant and foolish ways to accept all people to his endless eternal party? Can that possibly be a bad thing? Something to be grumble about? Wouldn’t you like to be celebrated in just such a way as the younger brother in this story of mine?
Amy Jill Levine sums it up perfectly to my way of thinking:
“A father had two sons - Cain and Abel – and so we realize that to kill an individual is not only to kill a brother: it is to kill a quarter of the world’s population…Cain not only survives: he thrives. We may judge him as guilty, but he has a story to tell. Cain committed fratricide, but that is not the sum total of who he is. The mark of Cain is a mark of divine protection: if God can protect him, surely we can as well. Can we find it in our hearts to reconcile him to the human family?
“A father had two sons – Ishmael and Issaac – if either is sacrificed then both are. Today some of the children of Isaac and Ishmael can find themselves at odds or at war, as the Middle East shows us. Yet, these two sons reunite at Abraham’s death, and together they bury him. Ishmael’s hand was to be against his brother’s, but Ishmael here proves the prediction wrong. If Ishmael and Issac can reconcile, perhaps their children can do the same.
“A father had two sons – Jacob and Esau – one who stole birthright and blessing, and one who vowed to murder in revenge. And yet, when Jacob, wounded from his wrestling at the Jabbok River, encounters Esau, the two reconcile.
a“A father has two sons … The details can be filled in, and filled by any among us. The scriptures of Israel give us hope for the sons in Luke’s parable. They should give us hope for our own reconciliations from personal to international. We need to take count not only of our blessings, but also of those in our families, and in our communities. And once we count, we need to act. Finding the lost, whether they are sheep, coins, or people, takes work. It also requires our efforts, and from those efforts there is potential for wholeness and joy!” [ii]
Three stories of Hope for Wholeness and Joy. May we all find our way home, May we all find ways to welcome others to come home as well.
“Hey hey, hey, come right away; Come and join the party
every day!” [iii]