Parfum de’ Peppy

Fighting to open my eyes in order to escape the odor that was surely coming from a terrible dream, I sat up in bed gasping for fresh air. Upon gaining my complete senses, I realized the pungent odor was not a dream at all.

My husband Bill and I live in a very cozy, small, frame house that was built in 1950. The house sits on cement blocks with a galvanized skirt below the floor that encompasses the entire parameter of the house.   From time to time, small critters squeeze their way around the skirt to use the space in between the floor and the ground for refuge. I have seen cats come and go in order to escape the weather elements and an occasional litter of kittens has been born beneath our little yellow cottage with red doors. We have never been bothered by the fury squatters and have not deemed it necessary to completely seal the breaches around the house.

On this particular morning however, I knew we had an unwelcomed guest beneath the floor of our bedroom. We moved swiftly to get dressed and out of the house as the air spaces between the old pine floors seemed to emit the scent of a very agitated skunk which, more than likely, met up with one of the neighborhood cats as one caught the other by complete surprise. Before we could get out, the entire house was engulfed with Parfum de’ Peppy.

The scent gland of a skunk, located under the tail, is used to protect the animal when it is in defense mode. The small mammal sprays its musk at the perceived enemy without regard to the rest of its surroundings. Skunk musk has a lingering odor and is extremely offensive which innocent bystanders do not easily escape.

Lately, I have given thought to my own stinky skunk behavior. When I am agitated, give in to fear, cannot get my way and choose to spew my negativity at someone; I am no different than the pesky skunk beneath our house. My unwholesome words and attitude, like the skunk musk, affect the hearts of others in my environment causing them to repel rather than draw close.

Ephesians 4:29 – Do not let any unwholesome talk come out of your mouths, but only what is helpful for building others up according to their needs, that it may benefit those who listen.

 

About Sandy Byrd

I am a wife, mom, grandmother, aka "Honey". I am passionate about my role in life. I love to share my faith in Jesus Christ and His great love for all people. My writings are personal and come from my heart as I hope to share my vulnerable thoughts, struggles, and celebrations with you.
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9 Responses to Parfum de’ Peppy

  1. Janice Byrd says:

    I laugh to myself, as I am not so unlike you. Today I feel like that skunk…and yesterday I was worse. Guess I better heed this quote from Ephesians 4:29.

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  2. Suzi Goss says:

    Thank you for the reminder and your words of wisdom that hit home.
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  3. Patsy J Jordan says:

    Boy isn’t that the truth! I too remember living in a house for 30 years that was on pier and beam and it always housed skunks in the springtime. Stinky skunks, stinky attitudes. Both about the same!

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  4. Sandy Byrd says:

    Yes, Aunt Patti. I thought about you as we were experiencing our house fill with skunk. Remember well you talking about the skunks around your house. Fun memories!

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  5. Millicent says:

    Very well said, Sandy! I love your analogy here, but I am so sorry for your encounter with the skunk.

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  6. Jennifer says:

    Oh dear! Sorry about the skunk……… Thank you for the reminder to be kind when we speak. It is a good one.

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  7. Barbara says:

    Great analogy Sandy! I am quilty too of throwing off some stinky yuk

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  8. Buck Oliphant says:

    Sandy,
    Very interesting story with a strong, convicting, personal and biblical application.
    Nicely done!

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