When gathering items to be purged, it can be confounding to find how many of a particular something you have and how it/they came to be. My Sweet Rib and her The Purging Lutheran unearthed at least three pitchers. Not the kind of pitcher for whom you would derisively chant, “We want a pitcher, not a glass of water“. As a matter of fact, in this present culture that chant would be considered mean-spirited and kind of ‘phobic’. The current non-confrontational cheer is, “We want a this-this, not a that-a-that-that!” Frankly, I’m not even certain we can uhse the exclamation point. I’d have to look that up. No, the type of pitcher I am talking about is the common lemon-ade or iced-tea pitcher. Add ice, favorite flavor, water, sweeten to desire, some hot weather and you have the perfect brain freezing refreshment. I can see the skeptical look on your face as you glance at the picture (or ‘pitcher’ if your pappy didn’t raise you right) wondering just who owns a wooden, semi-glow-in-the-dark pitcher? Well, nobody. We had three of them and rather than commit three separate purges, I used the artsy app, ‘dreamscope’, to combine them in to one picture (or ‘pitcher’ if your mama didn’t raise you right). In fact, if you’ve ever seen the movie, Repo Man, you’d agree it resembles the glow-in-the-dark Chevy Malibu.
Bud: The life of a repo man is always intense
It also looks as though there is a pat of butter drifting about inside the pitcher(s), but there isn’t. That’d be silly. These pitchers made it to Goodwill where they were probably sold for a sixpence and used to entertain summer vacationing chucklins.
John 4:14 “But whoever drinks of the water that I will give him will never be thirsty again. The water that I will give him will become in him a spring of water welling up to eternal life.”