I saw something today that made me want to investigate the word that came to mind, the Vulture. I found something interesting first off in that a group of vultures sitting in trees waiting for a kill is called a “committee”, when they are feeding they are called a “wake“, when they are flying they are called a “kettle“. From the information I read vultures don’t usually attack healthy animals but will kill one that is wounded or sick. I guess the committee looks around and sees something that is taking its last breath, on its last legs so to speak and then they go and have themselves a wake.
There is a couple that have been our neighbors for a lot of years, they worked in their yard and brought beautiful stones in to make a flower garden, where both of their ashes were scattered I might add, and she had a small house called a “Victoria’s Folly”, I don’t know why, where I assume she read or maybe did crafts, whatever she did it always intrigued me and I wished I could see the inside of it . The yard was really a picture with so many interesting things to look at as we rode by. This couple died last summer within about 6 weeks of each other and since they had no family or children had a friend that lives in another state that arrived to settle their estate. I have heard that she is going to let the property go back to the bank to keep from making payments on it but for the past two days I have watched as a committee has descended and are having themselves a grand wake. Everything in the yard has been dismantled and carried off, even the beautiful light fixtures and the wooden frame around the beautiful little folly, which is also missing the proud little weather vane that turned with the wind that was perched on the roof of that tiny structure. Included in this feast is even the generator, which was connected to the house for electrical emergencies. It has nothing to do with me, true, but when I went out on my deck and saw them feverishly feeding on all that those people had worked on to make beautiful it made me sick to my stomach, literally wanted to throw up.
I probably wouldn’t take it so hard if I hadn’t seen this happen in my life time, no not the dismantling of a home, but the feeding on a person whose life has taken a turn for the worse because of sickness, scandal, getting into trouble of some sort. I have seen the committee sitting in trees and the moment someone is down and they look too weak to stand on their on the wake is on and it is all over but the squawking and the whole kettle flying into the wild blue yonder to become a committee watching for another victim. It is said that Christians are the only army in the whole world that kill their wounded. It is not what we are taught by the scripturos. Galatians 6:1-3 “Live creatively, friends. If someone falls into sin, forgivingly restore him, saving your critical comments for yourself. You might need forgiveness before the day’s out. Stoop down and reach out to those who are oppressed. Share their burdens, and so complete Christ’s law. If you think you are too good for that, you are badly deceived.”
Don’t be quick to dismantle someone’s reputation, remember the “golden rule”, do unto others as you would have them do unto you!”