PIG PEN
PERFUME
“Dad. We’ve driven all morning. Let’s stop and get some lunch. Stop at the next exit and see if there’s a
diner. Look. There’s a nice sandwich deli. Just pull in.”
“O.K. Looks nice enough. You ever been here before? Close to where you mentioned …never mind?”
“No – and yes. Let’s just go in and sit down and order. I’m starving!”
“Agh! Did you smell that awful odor in the parking
lot? Must be some hog farms
nearby?! I don’t understand how these
folks can live around here.”
“Yeah. I smelled it.
Brought back some bad memories.
Let’s just order. Hand me a menu,
please, Dad.”
“Hmm. Let’s see.
I think I’ll have a sweet tea, and a Reuben – beef brisket, kraut, dressing,
on kosher rye! What about you?”
“Dad. I know better. But, I’m thinking BLT … or ham-and-cheese?!”
“Levi! Oy vey!
What’s “goiim” on under your yamaka?
What’s gotten into you?”
“Very
funny. Sorry, Papa. You know … some of these folks actually enjoy
that smell?! It’s good to be home. Ma’am, I’ll have the lamb chop special!”
(moral – the
pull of pungent pork poop is powerful, persistent, pernicious.)
2 Peter 2
(NIV)
19 They promise them freedom, while they themselves are slaves of
depravity—for “people are slaves to whatever has mastered them.” 20
If they have escaped the corruption of the world by knowing our Lord and Savior
Jesus Christ and are again entangled in it and are overcome, they are worse off
at the end than they were at the beginning. 21 It would have been
better for them not to have known the way of righteousness, than to have known
it and then to turn their backs on the sacred command that was passed on to
them. 22 Of them the proverbs are true: “A dog returns to its
vomit,” and, “A sow that is washed returns to her wallowing in the mud.”
