Believe it or not, The Field is not the only allegory I’ve ever written. I love allegory. Sometimes when I’m having difficulty expressing something, I take it back to an allegory or metaphor to better illustrate my point. It helps me clarify my own thoughts about things. (Sarcasm also does this for me, but I’ve come to find that allegory is just more pleasant for everyone involved).
Without further ado, my three most recent allegories (besides The Field).
Feast, Perfectly Adequate Meal, Snack Crackers: (More) Thoughts On Waiting:
Let’s say you’re about to make yourself a sandwich with a side of apple slices and a tall glass of water.
“Wait,” says your mom, “I’m making your very favorite meal in just a little bit.”
So you put all of the stuff for your sandwich away, because it’s your mom and you believe her, and you’d rather wait for your favorite meal anyway.
Several hours pass, and you’re getting hungry again. Well, to be honest, you never stopped being hungry to begin with, you were just distracted by the prospect of something better. Your mom is nowhere to be found, even though she said she was going to make your favorite meal in the world. You’re starting to doubt whether she’ll make a meal at all, let alone your favorite.
Finally, you get tired of waiting, and you decide to make that sandwich anyway, except you open the refrigerator and discover that your little sister has used up all of the sandwich fixings on her own sandwich. You’re a little bit angry at her, even though you reason with yourself that you shouldn’t be: after all, you’re the one who didn’t capitalize on that sandwich opportunity. After all, what’s wrong with a sandwich? Your little sister certainly couldn’t tell you…(Read More)
What’s Inside Comes Out:
I once heard an illustration from the great Hudson Taylor. Well, not from him, exactly, but from a preacher who attributed it to him. Regardless, this illustration is now stuck in my mind.
Let’s say we have a glass of water, and it gets knocked over. What happens?
“Well,” you might say, “you have a big mess to clean up.”
You’re missing my point, I think, so I try to rephrase my question. What if it’s a glass of orange juice?
“Duh,” you say, “the orange juice goes everywhere.”
You are correct, of course, but still not understanding my point.
Whether we have a glass of water, or orange juice, or pop, or milk, or nothing at all, one thing is sure: when that glass is knocked over, what is inside comes out… (Read More)
The Master’s House:
How long has it been since you and the gardener and I came to work in the master’s house? You have been given specific instructions regarding food and meals, he has been given specific instructions regarding horticulture, and I have been given specific instructions regarding the children. In spite of our different functions, we work in the same house, for the same family and there is a certain code of conduct required of us all: how we treat the family we work for, how we treat each other, and how we present the family when we leave the house. We each do our own parts and adhere to what is expected of us: you cook, he gardens, and I care for the children.
Of course there is the small problem of the butler. He oversees the smooth running of the household, and while that may occasionally mean getting onto one of the staff if we are lagging behind, he has taken it upon himself more and more to micromanage us. He insists on us doing every thing his way, even though many of the things he insists on us doing have not been specified by the master. It seems our butler has forgotten that this is not his house, and he is not the master… (Read More)
Honestly, I believe allegory is the spoonful of sugar that makes the medicine go down. Some people think allegory deadens a point, but to a mind like mine, it really brings it alive.