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Doctrine in dialogue format



Portia's View


Give not that which is holy unto the dogs, neither cast ye your pearls before swine. (Mat 7:6).

"You-hoo, Rosemarie, up here!"

"Hi Miss Portia. What a surprise finding you here. Then again this is your house, so I guess that shouldn't be too surprising."

"Very true my dear. So why don't you come join me on my swing and make my house your house?"

"I have some spare time today, so I think I'll do just that."

"Very good my dear. Sit right down. There you go. Now, tell me what you've been up to these days. Anything new and exciting in your life that I shouldn't know about but you're going to tell me anyway?"

"Nothing exciting in my life ever happens Miss Portia. The only thing that might be considered new and interesting is the pig that we've had in our house."

"Now that does sound like an interesting story. A pig in your house? And how did a pig ever get in your house Rosemarie?"

"That's kind of a long story Miss Portia. A year or so ago we bought this tiny piglet, hardly more than a foot long at the time. Cutest thing you ever did see. It was pink as a baby's bottom, and it would leap into the air and turn somersaults. Kind of like a tiny acrobat if you know what I mean."

"I believe I do my dear. I've seen small piglets at the country fair. They are indeed interesting to watch. And you brought the pig into your house to make him a pet I take it?"

"Not exactly Miss Portia. At least that wasn't our intention. We had nowhere to keep the little creature, and it was cold outside that time of year. So we brought the little darling into the house for just a short time until we could make a house and a pen and a feeding trough for it in our large back yard."

"That sounds like the reasonable thing to do under the circumstances. And when you built the pen and house for the pig, you turned the pig loose and now your home is pigless again."

"Not exactly Miss Portia. It took a few weeks for us to build the pen and barn, and in that time the pig grew fond of living in the house, like it thought it was a member of the family if you know what I mean. It was difficult to get it out of the house."

"I suppose the pig would become accustomed to living in the house. But you say that was a year of so ago that you bought the pig and prepared a pen for it? Then I suspect by now you've trained this pig to live in its own quarters. Am I right my dear?"

"Not exactly Miss Portia. The pig had grown from the tiny, cute baby to a huge three hundred pound pig, a pig that thought the house was its own, and that we were merely visitors it was allowing to stay in its house."

"I see. That would cause a difficult situation. But in all this time I'm sure you found some solution to your problem. What did you do to cause your home to once again come to some degree of normalcy? Did you hire a trainer for the pig?"

"Not exactly Miss Portia. We didn't hire anyone to change the pig's thinking. We had the pig for Christmas dinner. It was delicious"

[Author's commentary:

There have been times in my life, as I suppose there have been in your life as well, that I've had visitors come to stay with me for a time, who when the visit is over, becomes a permanent fixture that can't be removed. Some people, all too many I'm afraid, forget their place and become so acquainted with your house that you regret having greeted them with "my house is your house."

Such people as these are difficult to deal with. But there's a situation even more difficult to accept and deal with than having an unwanted guest who plops himself in the middle of your life.

Recently I was helping out at one of the centers that provide food and clothing for the homeless of the community. I find this place interesting, and I occasionally go there for a meal and talk both with the volunteers and with the needy.

The other day I received an email from one of the leaders of this establishment. She requested I make up 50 more copies of the Resource programs I had printed out and given her a day or two earlier. I hurried to print, fold, staple and prepare the requested items, and delivered them to her that day. While I was at the shelter I was in the process of fixing one of the homeless-volunteer's bicycles that was in need of brake repair, which I considered to be a service to the community. As I performed this service I used the back door in my efforts to communicate with the bicycle owner, and to offer my services as a bike mechanic. The lady who ordered the flyers came to the door to proclaim that those who were not volunteers were to use the front door and not the back, aiming her announcement at me. I as usual justified and explained my actions, and after departing I felt quite offended. My feelings were, and in my mind justifiably, hurt over the incident.

With the passing of time I recognized that I had indeed stepped over the line and was out of place. I was not a volunteer, even though I thought I was one at the time since my efforts were altruistic in nature. I had been put in my place, and it was up to me to find my place and to remain in place until situations changed.

This is a small issue, overstepping my place in a homeless facility, where in actuality I'm seen as one of the homeless myself. But what had occurred here caused me to look back at my life and find other times I've been out of my place, and hadn't been put back in place. Some of those times I was out of place were detrimental and possibly even dangerous. Other times I was not so much a problem as I was demonstrating a lack of appreciation for what was offered to me and overstepped the line into inconsideration and being a nuisance.

Every once in a while I need someone to put me in my place, to show me that I'm being a pig in the house. Being single and living alone I don't have such a person on a regular basis. If you're married, you probably have your daily dose of being put in your place. But if you don't have such a person you're answerable to, then keep your ears open for those who will do you the favor of telling you that you've overstepped your boundary and have stepped out of your place.]

5Open rebuke is better than secret love. 6Faithful are the wounds of a friend; but the kisses of an enemy are deceitful. (Prov 27:)

1Brethren, if a man be overtaken in a fault, ye which are spiritual, restore such an one in the spirit of meekness; considering thyself, lest thou also be tempted. 2Bear ye one another's burdens, and so fulfil the law of Christ. 3For if a man think himself to be something, when he is nothing, he deceiveth himself. (Gal 6:)

16Confess your faults one to another, and pray one for another, that ye may be healed. (James 5:)




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