By Guinn Sweet
“It is better to dwell in a corner of the housetop, than with a brawling woman in a wide house,” Proverbs:21:9, KJV
One of my least favorite chores, when I was a kid, was gathering the eggs from the nests in the hen house. As one might imagine, considering my reputation for mischief, and wasting time, this was a lonely activity. When I grabbed the egg basket and started for the barn area, I was prevented from taking a book to read or anything else that would tend to take my mind off my duties. The job was not finished until all the eggs were gathered and placed in the egg crate behind the kitchen door. First, however, I was expected to spend a bit of time in the cleaning process. It was while I was removing the chicken “doo” from each egg, that I often philosophized about a creature who fouled her own production, along with messing up her personal environment. The hen just goes on about her “business,” stepping in it and then leaving a lot for others to step in, too.
It was not until years later however, when I was an adult and a homemaker, that I began to understand, somewhat, the chicken mind-set. As a young mother and keeper of the house, I found myself more interested in reading, eating or entertaining friends, than in carefully attending my home-making duties. Looking back, I can’t remember intentionally fouling my surroundings, or even doing naughty to my nest. I just adopted an attitude over the years that someone else would come along and tidy up the place. I was counting on my own personal “egg gatherer” to help me out!
One notable Sunday afternoon, a couple of deacons and their wives from a nearby Baptist church, paid us a visit to invite us to visit their church the next week. Still wearing my jammies and robe, I invited them in to our newspaper-strewn living room. Colon began flitting around the room, picking up papers and apologizing for the state of disarray (he simply called it a “mess”) to my chagrin. When the visitors shortened their visit a good deal and left, I started to tell him that he would NEVER apologize for my housekeeping again … and he quietly and sternly told me that he surely hoped not. I got the message!