I Once Knew a Girl Who Turned into a Fly...Paper

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Remember those icky fly strips they used to make? They kind of looked like long, sticky shreds of inverted masking tape -- except like this really, icky shade of yellow. They've vastly improved in appearance and effectiveness over time.

Anyway, back in the day, they were awful-looking but everyone used them. Hypnotically drawn to them, the flies would land and never again be cleared for takeoff. There they'd hang, these nasty, putrid-looking ribbons of disgust; off-putting in color and completely puke-worthy when dotted by the unfortunate insects to make their way onto the permanent landing pad.  #FlyPaperIsHideous

I have to admit that today, in particular, I feel like the old version of the fly paper; metaphorically, anyway. I seem to be attracting insults and criticism and plain old rudeness like a whole box of that ugly stuff....AFTER it's lured about a bazillion repulsive flies to their deaths, BTW.

Blech.

I guess the good news is, that if the flies are stuck to MY paper, they won't be spreading any cruddy germs to other peeps. And if I can shield one of my favorite humans from having a fly fest stuck in her hair, well, then I guess I can take it.

So, fine. Today, I'm the fly paper. But remember, after a while, that icky strip gets unmanageable and someone's gotta be the one to take it down and replace it, you dig? And we all know there's no shaking those buggers off. Once you have a full fly strip, well things just get ugly, yo.

Be careful, y'all. Everyone gets their turn as the paper AND the replacer. Be sure that karma doesn't see to it you get stuck cleaning up a month's worth of fly paper, Capisce?

Jn 15:1-8 Jesus said to his disciples: "I am the true vine, and my Father is the vine grower. He takes away every branch in me that does not bear fruit, and everyone that does he prunes so that it bears more fruit...Remain in me, as I remain in you. Just as a branch cannot bear fruit on its own unless it remains on the vine, so neither can you unless you remain in me. I am the vine, you are the branches. Whoever remains in me and I in him will bear much fruit, because without me you can do nothing...If you remain in me and my words remain in you, ask for whatever you want and it will be done for you. By this is my Father glorified, that you bear much fruit and become my disciples."

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