I have been thinking lately about those little thoughts that jump into my mind. There are a lot of ideas I would like to post as blogs but there are not necessarily worthy of a full post or I just can’t seem to find the angle to develop them. I have decided to periodically post these short burst of insight in a category called “5 O’clock Shadow,” since they are not the full-on Barba (beard) post. Below is my first installment in this genre. For this to work great, I need you to hit me with some comments.
Thank God for pimps.
Now before you go all self-righteous on me I know it’s a despicable trade. However, since their entrance into pop culture they have bolstered my self-esteem.
Every morning when I wake and the bones in my chest ache from my surgery, and my back creeks and cracks, I think about them. Everyday when the general wear and tear of mission life catches up with me and I get out of bed and stagger around the house ‘til my joints lubricate, I think about them and I feel cool. I feel cool because instead of having a limp from pain,
I have a PIMP WALK.
What do you thank God for today?