“Now, the older son was just returning from a hard day’s work in the field. He heard the music and dancing,
“They are like children at a trading post, teasing each other, saying, ‘You did not dance when we played the drum! You did not cry when we played a sad flute song.’
This is my son! He was lost, but I have found him. He was dead to me, but now he is alive!’ Then they all began to feast, sing, and dance.
so he asked one of the servants what was going on.