Most of us know the Parable of the Prodigal Son.
It's about a younger son, who demands his inheritance from his father (rude) and runs off, completely wasting all of it on partying. He ends up hungry and degraded, doing manual labor, feeding pigs. Finally, he decides to return home and ask his father if he can be a servant. The father runs outside when he sees his son coming and forgives him, giving him a welcome home party. If you wanna read the whole story, you can find it here.
It's a wonderful story of redemption and forgiveness.
I want to be the younger son. He's dumb and makes bad decisions, but realizes his mistakes, and comes home to be forgiven, welcomed back.
I'm definitely not the younger son, though. Yeah, I make mistakes and bad decisions, but...
I'm the older son in this story.
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