Lc 15, 1-3. 11-32
En aquel tiempo, se acercaban a Jesús los publicanos y los pecadores para escucharlo. Por lo cual los fariseos y los escribas murmuraban entre sí: “Éste recibe a los pecadores y come con ellos”.
Jesús les dijo entonces esta parábola: “Un hombre tenía dos hijos, y el menor de ellos le dijo a su padre: ‘Padre, dame la parte de la herencia que me toca’. Y él les repartió los bienes.
No muchos días después, el hijo menor, juntando todo lo suyo, se fue a un país lejano y allá derrochó su fortuna, viviendo de una manera disoluta. Después de malgastarlo todo, sobrevino en aquella región una gran hambre y él empezó a padecer necesidad. Entonces fue a pedirle trabajo a un habitante de aquel país, el cual lo mandó a sus campos a cuidar cerdos. Tenía ganas de hartarse con las bellotas que comían los cerdos, pero no lo dejaban que se las comiera.
Se puso entonces a reflexionar y se dijo: ‘¡Cuántos trabajadores en casa de mi padre tienen pan de sobra, y yo, aquí, me estoy muriendo de hambre! Me levantaré, volveré a mi padre y le diré: Padre, he pecado contra el cielo y contra ti; ya no merezco llamarme hijo tuyo. Recíbeme como a uno de tus trabajadores’.
Enseguida se puso en camino hacia la casa de su padre. Estaba todavía lejos, cuando su padre lo vio y se enterneció profundamente. Corrió hacia él, y echándole los brazos al cuello, lo cubrió de besos. El muchacho le dijo: ‘Padre, he pecado contra el cielo y contra ti; ya no merezco llamarme hijo tuyo’.
Pero el padre les dijo a sus criados: ‘¡Pronto!, traigan la túnica más rica y vístansela; pónganle un anillo en el dedo y sandalias en los pies; traigan el becerro gordo y mátenlo. Comamos y hagamos una fiesta, porque este hijo mío estaba muerto y ha vuelto a la vida, estaba perdido y lo hemos encontrado’. Y empezó el banquete.
El hijo mayor estaba en el campo y al volver, cuando se acercó a la casa, oyó la música y los cantos. Entonces llamó a uno de los criados y le preguntó qué pasaba. Éste le contestó: ‘Tu hermano ha regresado y tu padre mandó matar el becerro gordo, por haberlo recobrado sano y salvo’. El hermano mayor se enojó y no quería entrar.
Salió entonces el padre y le rogó que entrara; pero él replicó: ‘¡Hace tanto tiempo que te sirvo, sin desobedecer jamás una orden tuya, y tú no me has dado nunca ni un cabrito para comérmelo con mis amigos! Pero eso sí, viene ese hijo tuyo, que despilfarró tus bienes con malas mujeres, y tú mandas matar el becerro gordo’.
El padre repuso: ‘Hijo, tú siempre estás conmigo y todo lo mío es tuyo. Pero era necesario hacer fiesta y regocijarnos, porque este hermano tuyo estaba muerto y ha vuelto a la vida, estaba perdido y lo hemos encontrado’ ”.
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GospelLK 15:1-3, 11-32
Tax collectors and sinners were all drawing near to listen to Jesus,
but the Pharisees and scribes began to complain, saying,
“This man welcomes sinners and eats with them.”
So to them Jesus addressed this parable.
“A man had two sons, and the younger son said to his father,
‘Father, give me the share of your estate that should come to me.’
So the father divided the property between them.
After a few days, the younger son collected all his belongings
and set off to a distant country
where he squandered his inheritance on a life of dissipation.
When he had freely spent everything,
a severe famine struck that country,
and he found himself in dire need.
So he hired himself out to one of the local citizens
who sent him to his farm to tend the swine.
And he longed to eat his fill of the pods on which the swine fed,
but nobody gave him any.
Coming to his senses he thought,
‘How many of my father’s hired workers
have more than enough food to eat,
but here am I, dying from hunger.
I shall get up and go to my father and I shall say to him,
“Father, I have sinned against heaven and against you.
I no longer deserve to be called your son;
treat me as you would treat one of your hired workers.”’
So he got up and went back to his father.
While he was still a long way off,
his father caught sight of him, and was filled with compassion.
He ran to his son, embraced him and kissed him.
His son said to him,
‘Father, I have sinned against heaven and against you;
I no longer deserve to be called your son.’
But his father ordered his servants,
‘Quickly, bring the finest robe and put it on him;
put a ring on his finger and sandals on his feet.
Take the fattened calf and slaughter it.
Then let us celebrate with a feast,
because this son of mine was dead, and has come to life again;
he was lost, and has been found.’
Then the celebration began.
Now the older son had been out in the field
and, on his way back, as he neared the house,
he heard the sound of music and dancing.
He called one of the servants and asked what this might mean.
The servant said to him,
‘Your brother has returned
and your father has slaughtered the fattened calf
because he has him back safe and sound.’
He became angry,
and when he refused to enter the house,
his father came out and pleaded with him.
He said to his father in reply,
‘Look, all these years I served you
and not once did I disobey your orders;
yet you never gave me even a young goat to feast on with my friends.
But when your son returns
who swallowed up your property with prostitutes,
for him you slaughter the fattened calf.’
He said to him,
‘My son, you are here with me always;
everything I have is yours.
But now we must celebrate and rejoice,
because your brother was dead and has come to life again;
he was lost and has been found.’”
but the Pharisees and scribes began to complain, saying,
“This man welcomes sinners and eats with them.”
So to them Jesus addressed this parable.
“A man had two sons, and the younger son said to his father,
‘Father, give me the share of your estate that should come to me.’
So the father divided the property between them.
After a few days, the younger son collected all his belongings
and set off to a distant country
where he squandered his inheritance on a life of dissipation.
When he had freely spent everything,
a severe famine struck that country,
and he found himself in dire need.
So he hired himself out to one of the local citizens
who sent him to his farm to tend the swine.
And he longed to eat his fill of the pods on which the swine fed,
but nobody gave him any.
Coming to his senses he thought,
‘How many of my father’s hired workers
have more than enough food to eat,
but here am I, dying from hunger.
I shall get up and go to my father and I shall say to him,
“Father, I have sinned against heaven and against you.
I no longer deserve to be called your son;
treat me as you would treat one of your hired workers.”’
So he got up and went back to his father.
While he was still a long way off,
his father caught sight of him, and was filled with compassion.
He ran to his son, embraced him and kissed him.
His son said to him,
‘Father, I have sinned against heaven and against you;
I no longer deserve to be called your son.’
But his father ordered his servants,
‘Quickly, bring the finest robe and put it on him;
put a ring on his finger and sandals on his feet.
Take the fattened calf and slaughter it.
Then let us celebrate with a feast,
because this son of mine was dead, and has come to life again;
he was lost, and has been found.’
Then the celebration began.
Now the older son had been out in the field
and, on his way back, as he neared the house,
he heard the sound of music and dancing.
He called one of the servants and asked what this might mean.
The servant said to him,
‘Your brother has returned
and your father has slaughtered the fattened calf
because he has him back safe and sound.’
He became angry,
and when he refused to enter the house,
his father came out and pleaded with him.
He said to his father in reply,
‘Look, all these years I served you
and not once did I disobey your orders;
yet you never gave me even a young goat to feast on with my friends.
But when your son returns
who swallowed up your property with prostitutes,
for him you slaughter the fattened calf.’
He said to him,
‘My son, you are here with me always;
everything I have is yours.
But now we must celebrate and rejoice,
because your brother was dead and has come to life again;
he was lost and has been found.’”
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Meditacion:
Henri J.M. Nouwen ha desgranado con una maestría admirable el contenido de este texto bíblico inmortalizado por Rembrandt en el cuadro “El Regreso del Hijo Pródigo”. Y llega a decir: “En él está todo el evangelio. En él está toda mi vida y la de mis amigos. Este cuadro se ha convertido en una misteriosa ventana a través de la cual puedo poner un pie en el Reino de Dios”.
Esta parábola nos hace entrar en el mundo de las relaciones familiares, de las que cualquiera de nosotros puede hablar por experiencia. Habla de herencia, tema siempre delicado en la armonía de las familias. Habla de un hijo, el menor, que quiere disfrutar cuanto antes del patrimonio, y habla de un padre que, en un alarde de enorme generosidad, le entrega su parte; lo malgasta todo y cuando se ve en la ruina física y moral, se acuerda de su padre y le pide perdón.
El mayor, por su parte, cree que ha hecho méritos suficientes para ganarse todo el amor del padre, pues no ha faltado ni a uno solo de sus mandatos y por tanto tiene que ser recompensado. De su hermano no quiere ni saber.
Jesús revela su experiencia de Dios como Padre, un padre que ama con igual medida tanto a su hijo mayor como al menor.
Lo escandaloso de la parábola es cómo Jesús muestra al hijo menor acaparando el amor del padre a pesar de todo lo que ha hecho.
Es el legalismo el que no permite al hijo mayor descubrir la gratuidad del amor divino, un amor que no se exige como pago a una buena conducta, sino que se recibe como gracia.
Hace años en un retiro oí el testimonio de un hombre, camionero de profesión, que dijo: “Yo he vivido en mi familia esta parábola, pero al revés: yo eché a mi hijo de casa. Escuchando hoy la lectura de este evangelio me he dado cuenta de mi gran error”. Las lágrimas no le dejaron continuar. Pero todos entendimos que este hombre, curtido en la dura vida de la carretera, había llegado a entender el corazón de Dios.
“Padre celestial, gracias por recibirme con amor cada vez que me arrepiento y regreso a ti.”
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Henri J.M. Nouwen has shelled with admirable mastery the content of this biblical text immortalized by Rembrandt in the painting "The Return of the Prodigal Son". And he even says: “In him is the whole gospel. In him is all my life and that of my friends. This painting has become a mysterious window through which I can set foot in the Kingdom of God. "
This parable brings us into the world of family relationships, of which any of us can speak from experience. He speaks of inheritance, a subject always delicate in the harmony of families. He talks about a son, the youngest, who wants to enjoy the heritage as soon as possible, and he talks about a father who, in a show of enormous generosity, gives him his share; He wastes everything and when he finds himself in physical and moral ruin, he remembers his father and asks his forgiveness.
The elder, for his part, believes that he has earned enough merits to earn all the love of the father, since he has not missed a single one of his mandates and therefore must be rewarded. He doesn't even want to know about his brother.
Jesus reveals his experience of God as Father, a father who equally loves both his oldest and youngest son.
The scandalous thing about the parable is how Jesus shows the youngest son monopolizing the love of the father despite everything he has done.
It is legalism that does not allow the eldest son to discover the gratuitousness of divine love, a love that is not required as payment for good conduct, but is received as grace.
Years ago in a retreat I heard the testimony of a man, a truck driver by profession, who said: “I have lived this parable in my family, but the other way around: I kicked my son out of the house. Listening today to the reading of this gospel I have realized my great mistake ”. The tears did not let him continue. But we all understood that this man, hardened in the hard life of the highway, had come to understand the heart of God.
"Heavenly Father, thank you for receiving me with love every time I repent and return to you."
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