In the story of the prodigal son there is another son … the older brother. He stayed around and never left home. He worked hard and probably kept the family business running smoothly.
I mean, why not, someday it would all be his because the younger brother already received his share. Even the father said, “‘Son, you are always with me, and all that I have is yours.” This son was upset and there was nothing moving him from his anger and frustration. You see, one day he heard a great commotion and there was music and dancing, and when he inquired as to what the fuss was all about he learned the younger brother had returned home. Everyone was celebrating, that is except for the older brother. He was unimpressed and refused to go in and join the celebration. The father in this story comes out to talk with his oldest son and asks him to join in on the celebration.
This is when the son unloads all those years of harbouring resentment and bitterness towards the other boy and toward the father. He was feeling like his life was never celebrated! Unimpressed by his son’s tirade, the Father reminded him of how a hopeless situation had turned into a reason to celebrate. He said, “It was right that we should make merry and be glad, for your brother was dead and is alive again, and was lost and is found.’”