The Purging Lutheran’s puppy, Kaden (also known as Dr. Puppenstein, Mr. Teeth, Stop it!, Hey Bouncy!, and many, many more mild curses) took part in today’s purge. I left a package of incense on a side table in the porch. He stood on his rear legs and grabbed it with his teeth. Until that day, he was unable to reach anything on the table. Now they have to remain clear of expensive watches, Fabergé eggs left over from the Romanov’s visits, hot mugs of coffee and bowls of Cheetos. Can you imagine if your dog got into the Cheetos? A dog with orange teeth? That’s Cujo-lite. Yugh!
As it turns out, these were year old incense sticks. I discovered that after 12 months the incense gives up and disassociates itself from the stick. After Mr. Growly destroyed the package there was just powder all over the porch floor. Lesson learned, TPL. A vacuum cleaner and a garbage can each served to purge this incense.
For from the rising of the sun to its setting my name will be great among the nations, and in every place incense will be offered to my name, and a pure offering. For my name will be great among the nations, says the Lord of hosts.