Restoring What the Pink Locusts Have Eaten
Written by The Scribbler
Locusts are relentless creatures – they eat and eat and never seem to be satisfied. I mean, I thought I could put a good hurting on bacon and all things coconut, but these little guys put me to shame.
According to Charles R. Bomar, in his article, “The Rocky Mountain Locust: Extinction and the American Experience,” all the earth’s a buffet for Nature’s Little Winged Billy Goats: “They devoured everything from barley and buckwheat to spruce and tobacco. The locusts even ate blankets that women put over the crops to protect them. A few records report the locusts eating fence posts, leather, dead animals, and sheep wool. Cannibalism was also observed.”
Today I want to share with you an interesting breakdown of a verse that you may or may not be familiar with. (And don’t worry if you’re not into Bible verses. There’s a message in this post for you anyway.) The verse comes to us courtesy of the Book of Joel, chapter 2, verse 25:
“And I will restore to you the years that the locust hath eaten, the cankerworm, and the caterpillar, and the palmerworm, my great army which I sent among you.”
When I first read this verse, I pondered how many thousands upon thousands of women have had years eaten by Mary Kay – The Pink Locust. How many women have spent every waking minute with their pink antennae raised, constantly looking for sharp women “who need me…who need the Mary Kay Opportunity?” How many women will regret the lost years that would have been better spent towards a worthier cause, such as family or the downtrodden? How many more years will it take before a woman wakes up one morning and realizes that Mary Kay has sucked her dry of everything but the drive to have her name associated with a green gemstone or a faux royal title?
Let’s take another look at the text verse; it appears to address four different types of insects: the locust, the cankerworm, the caterpillar, and the palmerworm. After a hot and heavy run-in with Strong’s Concordance, however, I discovered that each of these insects goes by a different Hebrew word. Remarkably, the verse does not refer to four different species of insect, but rather the same insect in four different stages of growth! Check it out:
1. Cankerworm: (a young locust – “yelek”) This one can only eat soft plant matter.
2. Caterpillar: (A locust not yet winged – “chaciyl”) Growing larger, this fellow guy is looking to expand his menu choices!
3. Palmerworm: (A creeping locust – “gazam”) Now having small wings and crushing jaws, he goes for meatier things, like tree branches.
4. Locust: (a devouring insect – “arbeh”) Now fully grown, it’s time to concentrate on the vital things: reproducing!
Keeping that information in mind, may I show you how Mary Kay fully embodies the behavior patterns and habits of this destructive creature – how it may have tore (or currently is tearing) through your years? I think you’ll be amazed (if not feeling a bit queasy) at the parallels.
Mary Kay initially works its way into a woman’s life as a small cankerworm, nibbling away at a woman’s emotional vegetation. You didn’t feel the nibble, of course; as your senses were caught up in a dizzying pink hurricane of shiny things and empowerment galore! Remember the dizzying glee of your first unit meeting – the music, the hugs, the leaping up and down in heels like stilt walkers drunk on espresso? What about the unit chant? “Whatcha say, whatcha think, step off, fool, my blood runs pink!” (Ironically, one of the signs of heart failure is coughing up mucus tinged with pink blood – as Ace Ventura would say, “Allllrightythen!”)
As one grows in MK’s doctrine, that cankerworm morphs into a caterpillar with a taste for something more: “Man, all I need are two hot Emeralds and that Saturn is mine!” Or, “I need to finish strong this month; I’ll just charge it on hubby’s card; better to beg forgiveness than to ask permission!” Perhaps you’ve heard yourself say one too many times, “Just one more, just five more, just ten more and then things will get easier; then I can rest.” And yet, the rest you seek never fully comes.
The sight of NSDs parading about in their Liberace-inspired suits at Seminar only serves to whet your appetite even further. You want the coveted position of NSD and sister, nothing is going to stand in your way – husband, children, your Dachsund. Come to think of it, that lazy cur is going to go inactive next month if he doesn’t hurry up and place an order soon, doggone it.
Next thing you know, the MK palmerworm has appeared, chewing forcefully on your sense of morality as well as your conscience. With scissor-like jaws it cuts through everything good that you once stood for. The palmerworm refuses to be satisfied; sure, you crossed the stage at Seminar, but we can’t rest on our laurels now, can we? You’ve got to do DIQ and you have got to do it NOW. If Dacia can do it, you can too – you’ve got her e-mail pasted onto your goal poster, right? “At the end of June He (referring to Mary Kay’s highly exalted god of mammon) will want you to account for yourself. Seminar is the place where He can nod his head and say, “you’ve done well.” Or can you see Him shaking his head in disappointment…again?” Ever onward munches the Mary Kay palmerworm – until you make Director.
Congratulations, new Director Exhausted McBroke – you’re now guiding the actions of your downline. And since the actions of your downline are directly related to whether or not you’re driving a pink piece of machinery next quarter, ambition drives you to push for more star orders, more stretching, and more warm chatter. Every day brings a new kicky half-truth to slip around the necks of the innocent like a thorny loop of barbed wire. Mary Kay is now a full-fledged locust in your life, and it’s ready to do some reproducing:
“Who here would enjoy doing what I do?” (exasperated sigh) “Yes, what is it, Red Jacket Thorton? What do you mean, “You’re having trouble?” So what if you have eight consultants living within 100 yards of you – where’s your bee-lief? Wipe your face, put on your big girl panties, get on that stinking phone, and don’t you dare show your face at the next unit meeting until you’ve signed on five women. And they better be so sharp that when they fart, geological faults are birthed.”
Beloved, I don’t know what kind of damage Mary Kay has wreaked in your life. You may have been in a week, a year, or for decades. You may be debating what do to next. You might be a director that’s praying for a miracle. You may even be an NSD reading this – thinking, “There’s no way I could ever turn back from this path; I’ve walked it for years. Besides, leaving it all behind would make me a hypocrite.” Woman, doing what is right after having done the opposite for so long is not hypocrisy; it’s called “learning.” Proverbs 1:5 says, “A wise man will hear and will increase learning.” If you’re learning, you are wise, indeed.
Are you ready for some great news? There is hope, and not a small amount, either! God has promised that he will restore the years that the locust hath eaten! Did you know that the word “restore” here translates to “to be whole, to be sound, to be safe?” Let’s face it; doesn’t that sound like what your life was like before you signed that Consultant Agreement? Doesn’t it blow your mind that God isn’t saying, “It’s your fault, sweet-cheeks; nobody put a gun to your head!” but rather, “Despite what’s happened, your experiences will not only enable you to bless and encourage others, but I will restore what you thought was forever lost?” Shucks, folks; I’m speechless!
Today, I encourage you to take back the peace you once had by leaning on the One who has the power to bring it.
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Comments (12)
Deflated Pink Bubble
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Yet another amazing piece Scrib. You’ve managed to put into words that unrest that one feels while in that Pink Bubble, especially when the bubble is wearing thin. That little gnawing feeling that there is more.. that there is something we’re not getting. What we weren’t getting was the fact that the Mary Kay business plan is flawed. There was no way to succeed. The inner peace that I have felt since I left Mary Kay and got rid of my product that was gathering dust is priceless. God does help us pick up the pieces and I am positive that God is not and was not ever a business partner in any Mary Kay venture. Not for me, not for anyone.
Well done Scrib.
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Oney
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Just one word:
Yes.
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Mrs Jones
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Yes.
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Freefrmpink
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Thank you! Amen! Well done article. Timing great to start the new year!
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onelessSD
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Scrib- this is your very best by far! I know that verse, but never knew that the 4 different insects listed were actually all locusts in different stages.. then apply that to MK’s workings- and it all makes sense.
It all starts off so innocently, and turns into major destruction. That was exactly the way it was for me… all the fun and hype at the beginning, then all the hunting and devouring happened.
Thank you so much for pointing out that God will restore to me all that was lost in my pink years- the true friendships, my good relationship with my family, my sense of inner peace and contentment – and finally $. As some of you know, I’ve taken on 2 part time jobs that I’m able to do from home- and between the 2 of them (and way less hours, mind you) I have surpassed in income even my highest commission check. (which wasn’t real big- because I was just a lowly director), but the intangibles of now working like I am, I’m so much richer in spirit than I have ever been.
Thanks Scrib again for using this illustration- it was a really good reminder to me of what I was- and looking forward to the new year – to the blessings that are coming!
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Exkaybot
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Beautifully written, Scrib.
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ifeelfree
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Scrib, you do indeed ride words bareback….simply outstanding!
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Christy Bell
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Hear hear! AAAAAAAAAAAAMen!!
A very excellent exegesis on this verse. Thanks for the encouragement, Scribbler.
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Nichole
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I read the first paragraph and immediately thought of the Christina Aguilera song, Birds of Prey:
Suddenly lost inside a fantasy
Everything not quite what it seems to be
Slipping and falling through the looking glass
Catching a glimpse at all that lies behind the masks
You disappear with the dawn
You only see what you want
When you’re out with the birds of prey (prey, prey, prey)
When you’re out with the birds of prey
They watch and they feed
They take what they need
They bite as you bleed
The birds of prey
Taking the blue pill only made you cry
And all that the red pill did was make you forget why
There is no right, there’s no wrong
You only see what you want
When you’re out with the birds of prey
They watch and they feed
They take what they need
They bite as you bleed
The birds of prey
They watch and they feed
They take what they need
They bite as you bleed
The birds of prey
They watch and they feed
They take what they need
They bite as you bleed
The birds of prey
They watch and they feed
They take what they need
They bite as you bleed
The birds of prey
You disappear with the dawn
You only see what you want
There is no right, there’s no wrong
You only see what you want
When you’re out with the birds of prey
When you’re out with the birds of prey
When you’re out with the birds of prey
When you’re out with the birds of prey
When you’re out with the birds of prey
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raisinberry
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God does indeed restore what the locusts ate away.
Unfortunately, the grief from losses, and betrayal, and self deception, and mis-placed trust, have also left their scars. In any case I would rather have clarity over delusion, and truth over denial.
Pink La La Land is a terrible place to live, considering how blind we all were while they picked our pink pockets.
Nice analogy Scrib, and dead on!
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Lazy Gardens
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The good news is that it is apparently possible to exterminate a locust species by disrupting their life cycle.
The Rocky Mountain Locust went extinct in the early 1900s because it’s egg cases were exposed by plowing and planting and flooding.
Maybe flooding the “Pink Locust” swarm’s breeding grounds with information can contribute to their extinction.
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IWASGULLIBLE
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Thank you Scribbler. This was a timely piece. I spent part (rather wasted) of New Years Day kicking myself for the months that I wasted in MK…Still recovering finacially (I can’t imagine women who have been in it for years). I guess I can thank god for poor credit otherwise I’d have been stung worse.
Thank you fro reminding us that we can recover and to stop wasting time with MK.
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