ROSENORT MB
When the Sawatzkys visit the Pletts, they’re always impressed with how immaculate everything is. The floors are spotless, the toilet bowl is glistening, there’s not a speck of dust anywhere.
“I don’t know how Susan keeps the house so clean all the time,” said Mrs. Sawatzky. “I know her Earl doesn’t help out and I know for sure he’s not coughing up money for a housekeeper.”
Unbeknownst to the Sawatzkys, the Pletts normal day-to-day lives are not nearly so clean and tidy. The truth was revealed after a particularly stirring sermon this past Sunday.
“I have something to confess,” said Mrs. Plett, standing before the congregation. “I have lied to you all. I know you think my house is spick and span all the time, but the sad truth is … I just clean like a diewel right before the guests show up. I’m so sorry. I have lied to you all.”
Soon, Mrs. Plett was joined by dozens of others who came forward to confess the very same sin.
“Our lives are not what they appear,” said Mr. Klassen. “I hide the booze whenever the Thiessens come over for coffee.”
“Yes, me too,” said Mrs. Fehr. “I know it looks like we never have any marital strife, but that’s only because we argue behind closed doors after the kids are asleep.”
The confessions kept coming and eventually everyone realized that their entire lives were built on the glorious foundation of obsessively caring what others thought of them.
(photo credit: B & M stores/CC)
