The prodigal son... There's a little of him in all of us, no? His irritated brother, too! Let's all try to be/do better...
"Father, I have sinned against heaven and against you; I no longer deserve to be called your son."
‘Look, all these years I served you
and not once did I disobey your orders;
yet you never gave me even a young goat to feast on with my friends.
But when your son returns
who swallowed up your property with prostitutes,
for him you slaughter the fattened calf.’
He said to him,
‘My son, you are here with me always;
everything I have is yours.
But now we must celebrate and rejoice,
because your brother was dead and has come to life again;
he was lost and has been found.’”