It is called ‘hardware cloth‘ but we all know it as ‘chicken wire‘. In France it might be known as ‘poultry netting‘ (Poulet! Poulet!). One use for chicken wire is to hold ‘stucco’ together but we all know it as ‘plaster’. In France it might be known as ‘plaster of Paris‘ (Plâtre! Plâtre!).
Here in central Indiana we are unlikely to build our homes of stucco in the style of the Minoan Empire. Hoosiers are simple folk and rather than build outdated monuments to Cretian goddesses we are apt to build tenament housing for chickens, producers of fine breakfasts and after-Sunday-service meals.
The Purging Lutheran has no desire to recreate an extinct, ancient empire. Nor do I have the wit or wisdom to be a chicken farmer. What do I do with this chicken wire?
“Jerusalem! Jerusalem! Murderer of prophets! Killer of the ones who brought you God’s news! How often I’ve ached to embrace your children, the way a hen gathers her chicks under her wings, and you wouldn’t let me. And now you’re so desolate, nothing but a ghost town. What is there left to say? Only this: I’m out of here soon. The next time you see me you’ll say, ‘Oh, God has blessed him! He’s come, bringing God’s rule!’”