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Liturgical day
: Saturday 2nd of Lent |

Today's Gospel (Lk 15:1-3.11-32): Tax collectors and sinners were
seeking the company of Jesus, all of them eager to hear what He had
to say. But the Pharisees and the scribes frowned at this,
muttering: «This man welcomes sinners and eats with them».
So Jesus told them this parable: «There was a man with two
sons. The younger said to his father: ‘Give me my share of the
estate’. So the father divided his property between them.
Some days later, the younger son gathered all his belongings and
started off for a distant land where he squandered his wealth in
loose living. Having spent everything, he was hard pressed when a
severe famine broke out in that land. So he hired himself out to a
well-to-do citizen of that place and was sent to work on a pig farm.
So famished was he that he longed to fill his stomach even with the
food given to the pigs, but no one offered him anything. Finally
coming 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 get
up and go back to my father and say to him: Father, I have sinned
against God and before you. I no longer deserve to be called your
son. Treat me then as one of your hired servants’. With that
thought in mind he set off for his father's house.
»He
was still a long way off when his father caught sight of him. His
father was so deeply moved with compassion that he ran out to meet
him, threw his arms around his neck and kissed him. The son said:
‘Father, I have sinned against Heaven and before you. I no
longer deserve to be called your son...’. But the father turned
to his servants: ‘Quick! Bring out the finest robe and put it
on him. Put a ring on his finger and sandals on his feet. Take the
fattened calf and kill it. We shall celebrate and have a feast, for
this son of mine was dead and has come back to life. He was lost and
is found’. And the celebration began.
»Meanwhile,
the elder son had been working in the fields. As he returned and was
near the house, he heard the sound of music and dancing. He called
one of the servants and asked what it was all about. The servant
answered: ‘Your brother has come home safe and sound, and your
father is so happy about it that he has ordered this celebration and
killed the fattened calf’. The elder son became angry and
refused to go in. His father came out and pleaded with him. The
indignant son said: ‘Look, I have slaved for you all these
years. Never have I disobeyed your orders. Yet you have never given
me even a young goat to celebrate with my friends. Then when this son
of yours returns after squandering your property with loose women,
you kill the fattened calf for him’. The father said: ‘My
son, you are always with me, and everything I have is yours. But this
brother of yours was dead, and has come back to life. He was lost and
is found. And for that we had to rejoice and be glad’».
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Commentary: Fr. Llucià Pou i Sabaté (Vic-Barcelona,
Catalonia)
«I
will get up and go back to my father and say to him: Father, I have
sinned against God and before you»
Today
we see our Father's mercy, His distinctive feature in Heaven, while
gazing at an orphan Mankind —orphan because forgetful—
which does not know it is a child of God. Cronin speaks of a son that
left home, squandered all his money, his health, the family honor...
was finally imprisoned. Shortly before being freed, he wrote to his
home: if he was forgiven, they should hang a white handkerchief in
the apple tree, next to the railway. If he could spot it, he would
return home; otherwise, he would never come back... The day of his
freedom, while arriving home, he didn't dare to look... Would there
be a handkerchief? «Open your eyes!... look!», a friend
tells him. And he remained speechless: on the apple tree there was
not a single white handkerchief... there were hundreds of them; it
was full of white handkerchiefs.
It reminds us of the
Rembrandt's painting where it can be seen the son that comes back,
destitute and famished, who is hugged by an old man, with two
different hands: one, from the father that holds him tight; the
other, from the mother, sweet and tender, that caresses him. God is
Father and Mother...
«Father,
I have sinned» (Lk 15:21), we wish to say it too, and
feel God embrace in the Sacrament of Confession, while participating
in the Eucharistic feast: «We shall celebrate and have a feast,
for this son of mine was dead and has come back to life. He was lost
and is found» (Lk 15:23-24). Thus, since «God is
waiting for us —each and every day!— like that father of
the parable was waiting for his prodigal son» (Saint
Josemaria), let's keep on marching in with Jesus to the encounter
with the Father, where all becomes clear: «The mystery of man
can only be solved through the mystery of the Incarnated Word»
(II Vatican Council).
The protagonist is
always the Father. Let's beg the desert of Lent to take us to
internalize this appeal to participate in the divine compassion, as
life is nothing but gradually returning to the Father.
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