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Honor Your Father and Mother
by Brenda Johnson
11/21/06
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Honor your father and mother that your days may be long upon the land which the Lord your God is giving youÖ


The Rebellious Son (Luke 15 vs 11 Ė 32)


Come said Father Time,
Please hear this little rhyme

About the son who grew tired of his fatherís rules
And said I am leaving here, it is my right to choose
I am tired of those goats and those stinky sheep
And not one more floor will I ever sweep
I will not plant another seed
I will not pull another weed
I wonít clean or wash another dish
To leave you and your rules is my wish

Father, Give me now all that you owe
Quickly please, I have places to go
Father, no need to beg and cry
I want to have fun, spread my wings, fly

So with great sadness his father gave
All he had worked for, all he had saved
The son left without even looking back
With all that he owned in a big sack

The son went away and found all new friends
It was great fun, when he had money to spend
But soon all his money was gone
And he found himself all alone

He slept on the ground all covered with twigs
He got so hungry he ate with the pigs
Then he thought, my dadís servants are all well fed
He thought of their hot soup and good warm bread

How could I have been so unthankful and mean?
Those little chores werenít as hard as they seemed
I donít deserve to be his son, but maybe he will still care
I will go back, ask to be his servant, but do I even dare?

I must, or die of hunger, it is my only choice
His dad saw him coming from far off and raised his voice
My son is coming home he shouted, make a great feast
My lost son is coming, just look to the east

Father, said the son, I am sorry I disobeyed
Let me just serve you, I donít need to be paid
I will plant every seed and every floor I will sweep
I will weed the garden and all your rules I will keep

His daddy hugged him and gave him a golden ring
To let him know he loved him forever, above everything
You will always be my son, my beloved, my child
Welcome home my son, said his dad, with a smile





























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