The parable of the prodigal son (a guide to economic development)

You've probably heard the parable of the prodigal son a couple of times, so I won't make you read the whole thing (however for those who want to, you can find it here). However I will share a quick overview, before going into my interpretation, which as the title shows, focuses on economic development (one of my favourite topics). So a man had two sons. The younger one decided to take his fate into his own hands, and asked his father for his share of the inheritance, while he was still alive. People in the village would probably have gasped - what did the boy know about managing wealth? Did he really think he could make it on his own in the cold, hard world, without his father's support and guidance? Villagers' doubts aside, he collected his share and went out into the world to try his luck. Well, he failed, miserably too. But he learned from his failure, swallowed his pride, and went back to his father to ask for a job. His father would have none of that, and instead threw a lavish party for his son who had returned home.

Let's pause for a second before getting to the part about the older brother. The prodigal son showed initiative. Yes he was brash, but he was willing to be his own man. He was no coward, this prodigal son. Stupid, perhaps, but no coward. He saw no reason why he could not do what he had seen his father do, i.e. make money and manage it. And he had the guts to ask for what he wanted. And he got it! He failed, but he was humble enough to face reality, and made his way back to his father to learn what he thought he knew when he left. I can easily see him becoming a wealthy business man a couple of years after returning home, the humiliation he suffered in foreign lands prompting him to learn all he could from his father while he was still alive. The prodigal son displayed certain traits: believed in himself and his abilities; considered it posssible he could do as well as his father; asked his father for what he wanted; struck out on his own; faced reality when he failed; humbled himself and returned home; learned all he could to ensure he never suffered again.

Now let's discuss the older btother. Interestingly, he doesn't really appear till later in the parable. We know he exists from the very first verse, but he seems to remain in the shadows till his brother comes back home. It's almost as if he is defined by the actions of his younger brother, the brash one. So, he's retuning from the field where he's been working all day with the slave hands. He doesn't even know there is a party going on at home. No one has sent for him. No one has informed him. He has to ask a slave hand why there is a party going on. That says a lot about him, and his position in the hierarchy. I would go as far as saying he saw himself as more of a slave, than a son. Listen to what he says, "Look how many years I've stayed here serving you, never giving you one moment of grief, but have you ever thrown a party for me and my friends? Then this son of yours who has thrown away your money on whores shows up and you go all out with a feast!". His view of himself is right there, isn't it? He sees his position as serving his father, and not giving him a moment of grief (interpretation - not making demands, and respecting his own needs, which he surely had). Then there's the expectation that his father should have rewarded him for his good behaviour by throwing a party for him and his friends. Listen to how he even describes his brother, "this son of yours who has thrown away your money". Did you catch it? He said "your money", not "our money". He still saw himself as having nothing, with everything belonging to his dad. His dad's response shows the older son was totally mixed up - "son, everything that is mine is yours!" Of course it was. It had always been, but the older son could not see that, and the younger one did. 

Now let's bring it home. I saw some pictures of Victoria Island flooded after the most recent downpour. There was a particular picture in which a car that had been parked was almost covered by water. Then I remembered how I had often seen live power cables dangle from poles, and give off sparks. I just imagined that happening with water everywhere. I'm sure you get the picture. Then I started to wonder why things like this happen in Nigeria. What does it take to clear out drainage so water can flow? What does it take to fix power cables so they don't dangle? We do not see things like this in the developed world, so why are they so rampant in Nigeria? I argue that it is because we think more like the older son, than the prodigal one.

Remember the traits of the prodigal son I listed three paragraphs ago? Well, the West (and increasingly, Asia) displays most of them. They believe in themselves. They seriously consider the fact that they can do what God/nature does (China is said to have used new technology to stop rains from falling at the last Olympics). They insist on getting what they want, and they are willing to go it alone to achieve their goals. They face reality when things don't work out, and are humble enough to go back to the drawing board to get answers. They are always asking questions, always conducting research, always learning. Yes, at times they show the less than stellar traits of the prodigal son: arrogance, thinking it's all about them, depravity, etc. But hey, no one's perfect, least of us we lot in Nigeria. We hide behind a moral facade, but we all know that we can be as depraved as the next man (which I am sure was the same for the older son, who probably had desires like his brother, but just knew how to hide them). Unfortunately for us, we also share many other traits with the older son: we expect God/nature to do things for us, to reward us for our worship, our behaviour, our tithes. We are too timid to demand for what we really want as a group, which explains why our leaders can steal and do whatever they want, and nothing happens. We do not see that the wealth of the world is ours as much as it is the West's, and we seem comfortable being fringe players. Like the older brother, we are defined by the actions of our younger brother (if you believe that life started in Africa). They tell our stories for us (for example, the Broadway show "Fela"), define us, and determine what we can or cannot do (the West's influence in choosing African leaders has been well documented, and Wikileaks showed how we are still being manipulated behind the scenes).

So my take is that until we change our attitude to God/nature, we will remain like the older brother - on the outside while the economic party between the West and Asia is going on. How do we change this? We have to stop living in deception. We have to honour our desires and wishes. We have to ask for what we want (improved quality of life for our people) and be willing to take risks to secure it. When we fail (and we will fail every now and again) we have to face reality, learn from our mistakes and move on. We have to conduct research to discover the secrets of the world hidden in plain sight, and apply them to solve our problems. God will not come down from Heaven to clear blocked drainage and reattach dangling power cables. He's provided all we need to do those things. It's time we stepped up to our responsibility to exercise dominion. And if we're not ready to, we'll remain slave hands to our younger brothers.