The Prodigal Son Parable in the Key of "F"
Feeling footloose and frisky, a feather-brained fellow
forced his fond father to fork over the family
finances. He flew far to foreign fields and frittered
his fortune feasting fabulously with faithless
friends. Finally facing famine and fleeced by his
fellows in folly, he found himself a feed-flinger in a
filthy farmyard. Fairly famished he fain would have
filled his frame with the foraged foods of the fodder
fragments left by the filthy farmyard creatures.
'Fooey', he said, 'My father's flunkies fare far
fancier,' the frazzled fugitive found feverishly,
frankly facing facts. Frustrated by failure and filled
with foreboding he forthwith fled to his family.
Falling at his father's feet, he floundered forlornly.
'Father, I have flunked and fruitlessly forfeited
But the faithful father, forestalling further
flinching frantically flagged the flunkies. 'Fetch
forth the finest fatling and fix a feast.' But the
fugitive's fault-finding frater frowned on the fickle
forgiveness of the former folderol. His fury flashed.
But fussing was futile, for the far-sighted father
figured, such filial fidelity is fine, but what
forbids fervent festivity? The fugitive is found!
"Unfurl the flags, with fanfares flaring! Let fun and
frolic freely flow!" "Former failure is forgotten,
folly is forsaken! And forgiveness forms the
foundation for future fortitude."
[ Author Unknown -- from Keith Todd (Sermon_Fodder@yahoogroups.com) ]
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