A son took his inheritance, wasting it all on wild living. Then a severe famine struck the land. He took a job tending pigs, and found himself longing to eat their food. Then he came to his senses: ‘Dad’s hired men eat well; I shall go home and say Father, I am no longer worthy to be called a son – please make me one of your hired men.’ So he set out, but while he was still a long way off, his father saw him and ran to greet him. He gave kisses, a coat, shoes and a ring. ‘Kill the fatted calf! Let’s celebrate. My son was lost, but now is found. He was dead, but now he’s alive! Oh may God be forever praised!’
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