The Prodigal Son in the Key of F
(Jos.5:9-12; 2Cor.5:17-21; Lk.15:1-3, 11-32)
(Thanks to Fr Don of The Word This Week, here is a podcast discussing today’s homily:)

According to Charles Dickens, the greatest short story ever told is Jesus’ Parable of the Prodigal Son. It’s a tale of loss, hurt, forgiveness and love, and it’s so well known that it’s refreshing when someone approaches it in a new way.
That’s what Todd and Jedd Hafer have done in their book Mischief from the Back Pew. They’ve given us another version of this story, which they call The Prodigal Son in the Key of F. Here it is, with a few modifications. [i]
Feeling footloose and frisky, a feather-brained fellow forces his fine father to fork over his share of the family finances. He then flies off to foreign fields and fritters away his fortune, feasting fabulously with faithless floozies and fickle friends.
Fleeced by these foolish fellows and facing famine, he finds himself feeding farmyard animals. And feeling famished and frail, he feels forced to fill his frame with frightfully filthy foraged food.
‘Phooey,’ he figures, ‘My father’s flunkies fare far fancier.’ After fuming feverishly, the frazzled fugitive faces the facts frankly. Frustrated by failure and filled with foreboding, he flees the foreign farmyard back to his family. From faraway, his fretful father sees this phantom fugitive’s familiar form framed on the far horizon. He flies to him and fondly flings his forearms about him.

Falling at his father’s feet, the forlorn fellow affirms, ‘Father, I’ve failed and fruitlessly forfeited my family’s favour.’ But the faithful father forestalls further flinching and flags his staff to fetch the finest fatling and fix a feast for all.
While the father and former fugitive feel festive, the father’s faithful first-born son is in a field fixing fences. The foreman informs him that a familiar family face has forsaken his foolishness. But this brother finds fault with his father’s forgiveness and favour towards this fraternal fugitive, and his fury flashes.
He’d never faltered, he’d never fled the family farm. He’d forever been faithful.
‘Forsooth! Father, flee from this folly!’ he fumes. ‘Frankly, it’s unfair. That fool forfeited his fortune!’
But such fussing proves futile. His far-sighted father philosophises that filial fidelity is fine, and the first-born will one day be furnished with the full family fortune, so what forbids fervent festivity?

‘The fugitive is found!’ the father says. ‘Unfurl the flags, with fanfares flaring! Let fun and frolic follow! For failure is forgotten, folly is forsaken and forgiveness forms the foundation for a fine future.’
Brendan Byrne SJ has described this parable one of the Gospel passages ‘that have truly shaped our Christian identity.’ But what does it mean to be prodigal?
To be prodigal is to be recklessly wasteful. So, who is the prodigal one in this story?
We tend to think it’s the younger son, because he squanders his inheritance. But that’s not all he wastes. He also trashes his father’s love and every other blessing he has, like a secure home and a prosperous future. And he suffers the ultimate indignity of feeding pigs, which for a Jew is utterly shameful.
But the older son is prodigal, too, because he doesn’t appreciate anything he has. He is entitled, self-righteous and judgmental, and he deeply resents his father and brother.
However, to be prodigal is also to be recklessly extravagant, and that describes the father himself, for he freely gives all he has to his sons, even when they don’t deserve it. He lavishly shares his love, forgiveness and blessings, and he even celebrates extravagantly. That fatted calf could feed dozens of people, so his party is likely for the entire village.

This is why the Eastern Orthodox church calls this story the Parable the Loving Father. They emphasise the father because he represents our loving God.
Now, it’s significant that the prodigal son isn’t given a name, because he represents us all. We are all prodigals. At some point in our lives, we have all turned away from our heavenly Father. We have all arrogantly thought we could succeed in life without God. We have all taken his blessings for granted, and sometimes even expected more.
How fortunate we are that God is so patient with us. He gives us time to wake up and realise what he means to us. But our time is limited, and if we haven’t already, it would be wise for us to come to our senses and return to his merciful embrace as soon as possible.
For sure, if you fancy a fine fulfilling future, then fully focus on our heavenly Father’s love and forgiveness.
The effects will be fabulous!
[i] Todd & Jedd Hafer, Mischief from the Back Pew: and You Thought You Were Safe in Church, Bethany House, Minneapolis, MN, 2003.