Every time I see a cracked egg, I am reminded fondly of my grandmother. You see, my grandfather ran an egg farm and as a peaceful type of fellow, he wasn’t too aggressive as a businessman. When grandmother noticed trays and trays of cracked eggs that were unsellable to his customers (and therefore being wasted), she asked if she could have them. He gave her the go-ahead and she took them to the local restaurants and sold those eggs for half the price. The businesses were delighted with the arrangement which lasted many years and she was able to put aside some savings for their family. Later, she was to use that money to purchase a few beachfront properties that she felt were fairly priced. Grandfather never got involved. He trusted her. These homes (that she rented out) eventually became their retirement.
Through an old fashioned dose of diligence and resourcefulness, a poor egg rancher was essentially “rich” with her as his wife…
“The heart of her husband safely trusts her;
So he will have no lack of gain.
She does him good and not evil
All the days of her life.”
~ Proverbs 31:11-12