Saturday, 2/27/16
A dozen year ago a girl
in my Religion class, after raising her hand, informed me that she resented the
church and her parents telling her what to do. She said, “You all should
realize that it is my life, and I can do what I want with it.”
I answered her with St.
Paul, Romans, 14:7. “No one lives as his
own master, no one dies as his own master. While we live, we are responsible to
the Lord. When we die, we die as his servants. Both in life and in death we are
the Lord’s.”
That was doubly true
for the Prodigal Son. Back at the time of Moses, the leaders of the twelve
tribes drew straws for the tribal land that would belong to each; then the clan
leaders in each tribe, and the family leaders in each clan, did the same. From
then on no one had the right to sell family land fo0r the money that would come
to them.
Your life, your
talents, your bankroll, are just yours on loan. If you have been squandering them,
while you still have a little left, you must come to yourself, and with the
Prodigal Son, you must, get up and go to your father and say, “Father, I have sinned
against heaven and against you. Let me be on of your servants”
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