The mental picture for this writing is two four year olds each holding their end of a toy. Faces red and voices strident, they are rocking back and forth and screaming, “Let go! It’s mine!” Several times lately I have thought that the two participants are me and some company. I have bought a whatever, asking only to bring it home, release from packaging, and begin using. Instead, the opening has required pulling and tugging with strength, the help of a blunt or sharp object, and more than the patience of the proverbial Job! Total frustration!
How did this problems arise? Do I think a less protected world used to exist? Start with the easiest of these, meat for the meal. I know one can order a cut from the glass fronted counter and have it personally wrapped and labeled. The majority of shoppers, and I help make up that majority, pick up a prepackaged offering while barely slowing down the cart. To get to my meat, I have to face shrink wrap with no discernible edge. It must be poked with with a fork to break the seal and the plastic will stick to my fingers as I try to pull it back. I have to disengage by folding back and pulling plastic off at the same time. In addition to cooking I have to get rid of container, pad, and shredded wrap.
The next step in keeping several pieces together is the form used for batteries. I can see my A, AA, AAA offerings through a protruding shaped cover. Supposedly the items can be reached by breaking the perforations in the middle of the back of the packaging. Done correctly, I can fold back one side, removed a battery, and then close to keep remaining offerings safe. I begin the procedure confidently with a thumbnail. The little dots are only surface deep and don’t give. Usually I progress to trying a knife and then finally rip apart and store batteries not needed at the moment in a zip lock bag.
Think of your own stress starting a new package of pens, not sold as a loose single any more. The ultimate focus of action was demanded by a bath bomb I was given for Valentine’s Day. It required all of the release from cardboard steps and then peeling back a super thin layer of plastic in strips before I could toss into the bath to release its aromatic offering. Reading back, I realize each of these unleash a wrapping problem was solved with persistence. Bumping headlong into thoughts and emotions that are thorny require the same try another method at times. After effort is expended, I am gifted with understanding and a depth of knowledge that I wanted to claim as mine.
For there is nothing covered that will not be revealed , nor hidden that will not be know. Luke 12:2
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