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THE PRODIGAL SON
A Lost Son Is Found
Jesus wanted the self-righteous Pharisees to understand that God loves both good and bad people. So He told them a parable.
A certain farmer had two sons. One day the younger son asked his father for his inheritance money. So the father gave both sons their share of the wealth.
Thrilled with his riches, the younger son rushed off to a far country. There he spent his money recklessly on wild parties with lots of friends. But one day he had to face some hard truths. His money was gone. His friends were gone because his money was gone. He was hungry, but a severe famine had made food scarce. Now he was just a poor beggar.
The only job the son could find was feeding a farmer’s pigs. He became so hungry that he would have eaten the pig feed if the farmer had given it to him.
At last the son came to his senses. He said, “At home my father’s servants have plenty to eat, but here I am starving. I will go home to my father and ask him for mercy.”
So the son traveled homeward. While he was still a good distance away, his father came running to meet him. The father threw his arms around his dirty, ragged son and kissed him. “Father, I have sinned against heaven and against you,” the son confessed brokenly. “I’m not worthy to be called your son, but please make me your servant.”
But the father was already calling his servants. “Bring the best robe and put it on him,” he ordered. “Put a ring on his finger and sandals on his feet. Kill the best calf and prepare a feast.”
When the older son heard about this, he became angry. He would have no part of any welcome-home party for his brother. But his father sought him out, pleading that he would join them.
“It’s not fair!” the older son burst out. “I have slaved for you many years and always obeyed you. Yet you never gave me even a kid to make a feast with my friends. But as soon as this disgraceful son of yours comes home, you kill the best calf!”
The father answered, “Son, all that I have is yours. It was necessary for us to rejoice. Your brother was dead and is alive again. He was lost and is found.”
Luke 15:11-32
Caption: The prodigal son is welcomed home.
Parents: Likewise, I say unto you, there is joy in the presence of the angels of God over one sinner that repenteth. (Luke 15:10)
Children: 1. Where did the younger son go when he received his inheritance money?
2. What did his father do when he saw him coming home?
3. How did the older brother respond?
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(-Stories by Ura Millar)
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