Reeva,
I love this and it is wonderful.

Virgie and Lady Hoshi
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From: "Reeva Parry" <[log in to unmask]>
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Sent: Wednesday, November 14, 2007 8:56 AM
Subject: The Prodigal Son In The Key Of F


>    The Prodigal Son in the Key of F
>
>
> Feeling footloose and frisky, a featherbrained fellow forced his father to 
> fork over his farthings. Fast he flew to foreign fields and frittered his 
> family's
> fortune, feasting fabulously with floozies and faithless friends. Flooded 
> with flattery, he financed a full-fledged fling of "funny foam" and fast 
> food.
>
> Fleeced by his fellows in folly, facing famine and feeling faintly fuzzy, 
> he found himself a feed-flinger in a filthy foreign farmyard. Feeling 
> frail and
> fairly famished, he fain would have filled his frame with foraged food 
> from the fodder fragments.
>
> I really liked this one.
>
> "Fooey," he figured, "my father's flunkies fare far fancier," the frazzled 
> fugitive fumed feverishly, facing the facts. Finally, frustrated from 
> failure
> and filled with foreboding (but following his feelin gs) he fled fairly 
> fast from the filthy foreign farmyard.
>
> Far away, the father focused on the fretful familiar form in the field and 
> flew to  him and fondly flung his forearms around the fatigued fugitive.
>
> Falling at his father's feet, the fugitive floundered forlornly, "Father, 
> I have flunked and fruitlessly forfeited family favor."
>
> Finally, the faithful Father, forbidding and forestalling further 
> flinching, frantically flagged the flunkies to fetch forth the finest 
> fatling and fix a feast. Faithfully, the  father's first-born was in a 
> fertile field fixing fences while father and fugitive were feeling 
> festive.  The foreman felt fantastic as he flashed the fortunate facts of 
> a familiar family face that had forsaken fatal foolishness. Forty-four 
> feet from the farmhouse, the first-born found a farmhand fixing a fatling. 
> Frowning and finding fault, he found father and fumed, "Floozies and foam 
> from fritte red family funds and you fix a feast following the fugitive's 
> folderol?" The first-born's fury flashed, but fussing was futile. The 
> frugal first-born felt it was fitting to feel
> "favored" for his faithfulness and fidelity to family, father, and farm. 
> In foolhardy
> fashion, he faulted the father for failing to furnish a fatling and feast 
> for HIS friends.  His folly was not in feeling fit for feast and fatling 
> for
>
> friends; rather his flaw was in his feeling fretful about the fairness of 
> the festival  for the found fugitive.
>
> His fundamental fallacy was a fixation on favoritism, not forgiveness. Any 
> focus on feeling "favored" will fester and friction will force the faded 
> facade
> to fall. Frankly, the father felt the frigid first-born's frugality of
> forgiveness was formidable and frightful. But the father's former faithful 
> fortitude and fearless forbearance to forgive both fugitive and first-born 
> flourished. ...
>
> The farsighted father figured, "Such fidelity is fine, but what forbids 
> fervent festivity for the fugitive that is found? Unfurl the flags and 
> finery,
> let fun and frolic freely flow. Former failure is forgotten, folly is
> forsaken.  Forgiveness forms the foundation for future fine fortune."
>
> Four facets of the Father's fathomless fondness for faltering fugitives 
> are
>
>      1.  Forgiveness
>
>      2.  Forever faithful friendship
>
>      3.  Fadeless love
>
>      4.  A facility for forgetting flaws
>
> Isn't this wonderful???? Try reading it aloud!