My house has a BEE problem. Not a BEE-smattering, a BEE-hemoth BEE problem. We noticed very active BEE-havior on the outside of our house.  Knowing the BEES don’t BEE-long there, we did what the commercials say to do. We yelled, “Raid!!”

It didn’t work. The BEE-hive continued to BEE-siege our abode.

An acquaintance had BEE-friended “a guy” who could help our BEE-maddening BEE-devilment which had BEE-fallen upon our house. Not to BEE-Labor or BEE-little the tiny bumblers’ existence, but I do want them BEE-scorched. The guy BEE-dabbled some mystery substance (I call it “Bye-Bye-BEE–BEE”) into our siding where the BEE activity was buzzing. It worked. Well sort of…

The BEE bustle outside our house ended. The BEE activity inside our house had just BEE-gun.

Our basement storage room has BEE-come the Arlington National Cemetery of the BEE world. We’ve had hundreds and hundreds of dead and dying BEES make a BEE-line into our house. Hundreds of them!  If you don’t BEE-lieve me, my wet-dry vac is full of BEE-leaguered BEES. Just when I think I have sucked up the last BEE-tattered BEE another BEE-thumped BEE-zer shows up. 

My guess is that the BEE doctors are BEE-wildered. The BEE pastors are BEE-ing overworked at the BEE-hest of the BEE-reaved offering to BEE-stow BEE-lessings for their BEE-loveds. The BEE legal BEE-gels are BEE-quething goods to the BEE-thorned. The BEES are probably making scary, BEE-rated movies about my house: The Silence of the BEES and BEEtleJuice 3 to name two.

Where the BEES are entering our BEE-utiful home is a BEE-witching mystery. Maybe it’s none of my BEE-swax. I’m getting a BEE-numbed BEE-cause of their BEE-dazzled BEE-havior.

BEE-ware, dear BEES I want to say. BEE Careful. BEE anywhere but here. Death BEE-sets all who enter. Sadly, my BEE lingo is limited to a few buzz words. 

If this report has BEE-gotten BEE-musement from you, here’s the stinger: my BEE-loved is not BEE-holden to this BEE-settling circumstance. She has BEE-lligerently threatened to pack her BEE-longings and move somewhere BEE-tween BEE-verton, Michigan and BEE-thesda, Maryland until this BEE-fuddlement has BEE-come no more. Obviously, I’m BEE-twixt and BEE-draggled by the BEE-swarming as I BEE-seech and BEE-hoove them to BEE gone.

Those BEES are baffling.  

These BEs are not: 

BE strong and Courageous (Joshua 1:9)
BE joyful in hope (Romans 12:12)
BE completely humble and gentle (Ephesians 4:2)
BE kind and compassionate (Ephesian 4:32)
BE generous and willing to share. (1 Timothy 6:18)
BE faithful (Revelation 2:10)
BE holy, because I am holy. (Leviticus 11:44)
BE patient and stand firm, because the Lord’s coming is near. (James 5:8)
BE still and know that I am God (Psalm 46:10)

Be assured, no matter what trouble is buzzing around you these days, God is in control. He is on the throne. You are still the BEE’S knees to Him!