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A journal dedicated to the life and mission of St. Gaspar del Bufalo, and to a life lived in response to the call and the cry of the Most Precious Blood of our Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ. Our on-going mission is to share good news of hope and communion.

Thursday, December 05, 2002
For a little Fun

This was given to me back in the early '80s and has ridden around in my files. I love the parable and this one has always tickled my funny bone. If anyone knows who wrote it or where it might be published in another form, I would love to know.

Forgiveness In The Key of F
Loosely translated from the Original Greek (Luke 15:11-31)

Feeling footloose and frisky, a feather-brained fellow flagrantly 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 fellow in folly, facing famine, and feeling faintly fuzzy, he found himself a feed-flinger in a foreign filthy farmyard. Frail, fragile, and fairly famishing, he fain would have filled his frame with foraged food from the fodder fragments.

"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 feelings) he fled from a foul foreign field for his family.

Faraway the father saw a fretful familiar form in the field and flew to find him with flying forearms, fell on his neck and fervently kissed him. Falling at his father's feet, the fugitive floundered forlornly, "Father, I have flunked and fruitlessly forfeited family favor."

Four facets (or features) of the father's fathomless fondness for faltering fugitive is 1) forgiveness, (2) forever faithful friendship, 3) fadeless love, and 4) a facility for forgetting flaws.

So, the faithful father, forbidding forestalling further flinching, frantically flagged the flunkies to fetch forth the finest fatling and fix a feast.

The fugitive's fault-finding fraternal brother was in a fertile field fixing fences while father and fugitive were feeling festive. The foreman felt fantastic as he flashed the fortunate news of a familiar family face that had forsaken fatal foolishness.

Forty feet from the farmhouse the fault-finder found a farmhand fixing a fatling. Feeling fallow and frowning, he found father and 'fessed, "Floozies and foam from frittered family funds and you fix a feast following the fugitive's folderol." The fault-finder's fury flashed but fussing was futile.

The frugal fault-finder 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 feelings 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 frayed facade to fall. Frankly, the father felt the frigid fault-finder's frugality of forgiveness was formidable and frightful. But the father's former faithful fortitude and fearless forbearance to forgive both fugitive and fault finder flourishes.

The farsighted father figured, "Such fidelity is fine, but what forbids fervent festivity for the fugitive that is found? Unfurl the flags with flaring, let fun and frolic freely flow. Former failure is forgotten, folly is forsaken. Forgiveness forms the foundation for future fortune.

posted by Fr. Jeffrey Keyes, C.PP.S. on 2:00 PM link
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Dusty Ways

Here is the PBLC Advent Reflection for today, December 5th.

Today's was written by Sr. Janet Winandy, C.PP.S. of Dayton, OH. I met her on the few occasions I have been to Dayton. She is on the 2005 Precious Blood Congress Committee so I imagine I will get to know her better over the next few years. I really like her reflection. As I said to the men in formation, all of our work turns to dust and ashes eventually. What remains is the relationship of love that has been given to us in Christ. Blessed Advent.

posted by Fr. Jeffrey Keyes, C.PP.S. on 10:35 AM link
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