The Webster's defintion of "blessed" is: 1) held in reverence, honored 2) of or enjoying happiness 3) bringing pleasure, contentment, or good fortune.
What part of this house is blessed? Do a bunch of little Jesus statues really bring about honor and happiness? It seems to me that all those things were forgotten about, stuffed in drawers and under the sink and covered in bird droppings behind a bush. If the previous owners left each item in the hope that their successors would convert, they made a rather shabby effort. Or perhaps the house is blessed because Twinkle says it is. She gets her way every other time.
Naturally, the first reason given for keeping all of these oddments is that "It could be worth something. Who knows?" When did people start buying blessings? Since there was money to buy them with. And nowadays it comes in porcelain, wood, and color-by-numbers. It's worth about twenty dollars or so on ebay (http://cgi.ebay.com/Porcelain-Figure-of-Jesus-Beautiful-And-Collectible_W0QQitemZ110337782301QQcmdZViewItemQQptZDecorative_Collectibles?hash=item110337782301&_trksid=p3286.c0.m14&_trkparms=72%3A1240%7C66%3A2%7C65%3A12%7C39%3A1%7C240%3A1318%7C301%3A1%7C293%3A1%7C294%3A50). *
Sanjeev and Twinkle are not blessed. Plastic Jesus brings out the differences between them, and there is no negotiation. Sanjeev threatens and Twinkle cries. By the end of a few weeks, Sanjeev is ready to lock everyone in his life in the attic, just so he can have peace for a little while. The most valuable thing in the house is not love or even marriage. Twinkle is willing to leave just because Mary is headed for the dump. A silver Jesus head that neither of the owners can carry is the best they can produce. That is only the shadow of a blessing.
People bless things left and right, at funerals and when they get lucky. You can say anything about anyone in the South as long as you tack on a "bless their heart." Waiters who do a favor for my dad are bound to hear "God bless you" at least once. The word is packaged in cellophane. We have blessed each other so much that we're all back where we started, without honor and unable to purchase happiness with the lint in our pockets.
*I will gladly bless anyone who can show me how to attach a link to a word so that I don't have to post those crazy seven-line web addresses.
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