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!
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