Obadiah told his wife, “Don’t forget my pineapple.” So, at the market, Mrs. O kept on the lookout for the perfect pineapple.
She was supposed to be hard at work developing logistics for hiding and feeding people in caves. Remember? While Jezebel was killing off the Lord’s prophets, Obadiah hid a hundred of them. – 1 Kings 18:4
Yet, Mrs. O told her friend and partner in skulduggery, “Nothing but the best for my Obadiah.” So they found him the “pineapple with the best smell in the whole market.”
Yet before she could hand this prize to hubby, Diane, a critiquing buddy, told me pineapple “is a fruit from Brazil. It would be unknown in this era.” So Obadiah did not get his pineapple because he came on stage too early and in the wrong continent.
I was tempted to quote Robert Browning, “Ah, but a man’s reach should exceed his grasp, or what’s a heaven for?”[modern_footnote]Robert Browning in Andrea del Sarto[/modern_footnote]
Instead, I changed Obadiah’s craving to pomegranate, a fruit Mrs. O could reach, grasp, and carry home.
