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!