One of the great occupations in Botswana is sweeping. UB has hundreds of employees keeping up the place, and a goodly portion of those workers are sweepers. Almost every time I go across campus, to class, or on some errand, I see people, sometimes several, sweeping. They not only sweep the sidewalks and gutters, they sweep the ground too.
Mostly they seem to focus on sweeping up leaves. I say this because there is plenty of litter around, and if they were sweeping litter, as many sweepers as there are, I wouldn't have much to pick up. I toss a lot of trash in trashcans here, and most of them have a small square-sided bucket and a dustpan inside for the sweepers to use.
I'm guessing that all this sweeping is a cultural thing. I recall my father telling me that in the old days (Dad was born in 1913) anyone with grass growing in their yard was considered slovenly. You had a yard broom and you swept your yard regularly enough to keep all vegetation eliminated.
As you can see above, there may be old burned logs, a hose lying shelter-skelter, cluttering trash, but by George, that dirt is getting swept!
This reminds me of............me. I worry about the mundane, and over-look the important. I sweep the dirt and ignore the more easily remedied but bigger issues. I "strain at a gnat and swallow a camel" as Jesus once noted.
Is there hope for me? No, not for me. Perhaps if I paid more attention to the Holy Spirit I could make some progress. But wait, I think I need to stop thinking about this and go brush my teeth.
Mostly they seem to focus on sweeping up leaves. I say this because there is plenty of litter around, and if they were sweeping litter, as many sweepers as there are, I wouldn't have much to pick up. I toss a lot of trash in trashcans here, and most of them have a small square-sided bucket and a dustpan inside for the sweepers to use.
I'm guessing that all this sweeping is a cultural thing. I recall my father telling me that in the old days (Dad was born in 1913) anyone with grass growing in their yard was considered slovenly. You had a yard broom and you swept your yard regularly enough to keep all vegetation eliminated.
As you can see above, there may be old burned logs, a hose lying shelter-skelter, cluttering trash, but by George, that dirt is getting swept!
This reminds me of............me. I worry about the mundane, and over-look the important. I sweep the dirt and ignore the more easily remedied but bigger issues. I "strain at a gnat and swallow a camel" as Jesus once noted.
Is there hope for me? No, not for me. Perhaps if I paid more attention to the Holy Spirit I could make some progress. But wait, I think I need to stop thinking about this and go brush my teeth.
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