you know how we always thought the story about the prodigal son was just that - a story about the prodigal son? did we never look to the older brother? the older brother was jealous of the prodigal son's treatment upon his repentance. The older brother, in a fit, told his father "Look! I've slaved all these years but you never gave me a young calf."
the older brother wanted the gifts and rewards of serving his father.
it was not enough to make him happy, the fact that his father was happy. the older son was also a prodigal son.
"Son. you are always with me. and everything i have is yours."
do i even realize that?
cravings.
switch it off or face it bravely? its such a thin line. and i haven't even discussed the frustrating question of whether i'm craving at all.
what do i do?
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