It’s raining, it’s pouring and it’s the school holidays.
Today in a cafe I got a “bad-pourer” of a tea-pot. That happens too often.
The only thing a teapot has to do in life is to infuse and pour tea. If it only manages half if its purpose, why did it make it all the way through design and production, to being used in a cafe?
You can tell it’s a bad pourer before you even start. Instead of going in the cup, it clings to the spout, streaming backwards onto the table. Mop, mop, mop with the napkins. And try again, a little steeper with the tilt. And again. Mop, mop, mop.
After so many centuries of civilisation you’d have thought that humankind could have figured out a fool-proof method of making teapots with the capacity to pour well.
I remember when I had baby#1 and I bought a buggy in advance and a friend commented, “It’s really easy to push. ”
Is that not a key attribute of a push-chair? Why are buggies that are not “easy to push” still available?
The same thing frustrates me about ugly cars. We know how to make beautiful, aerodynamic cars. Why are ugly cars making it to market? (Car beauty is not subjective. Ask Clarkson).
What is my purpose? Your purpose? After centuries of evolution or God’s creation or both, what should we be able to do? What is our primary function- and are we bad pourers, buggies that are hard to push or ugly cars? Or are we tidy china teapots, daintily decanting, easily pushed buggies or beautiful cars?
My functions are many, and I suppose I am flawed in all aspects. There are experts in all areas, knowledge has been gained by humanity collectively, but I think most people are muddling through, splashing onto the table, mopping up the misdirected tea.
Next time I get a bad pourer I’ll cut it some slack, I think.
This isn’t the conclusion I wanted. I wanted a prefect tea-drinking experience.
Do not think of yourself more highly than you ought but rather think of yourself with sober judgement.
Romans 12 vs 3