Feeling footloose and frisky, a featherbrained fellow forced his fond father to fork over his farthings. 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 farmyard. Fairly famished, he feign would have filled his frame with foraged food from the fodder fragments.
"Phooey, my father's flunkies fare fancier," the frazzled fugitive fumed feverishly, frankly facing facts.
Frustrated by failure and filled with foreboding, he fled forthwith to his family. Falling at his father's feet, he floundered forlornly, "Father, I have flunked and fruitlessly forfeited family favor."
But the faithful father, forestalling further flinching, frantically flagged the flunkies to fetch forth the finest fatling and fix a feast.
The fugitive's fraternal faultfinder frowned on the fickle forgiveness of former folderol. His fury flashed but fussing was futile.
The farsighted father figured, "Such filial fidelity is fine, but what forbids fervent festivity, let fun and frolic freely flow. Former failure is forgotten, folly forsaken. Forgiveness forms the foundation for future fortune."
--via the Mattituck Christian, January 15, 2006
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