Monday, November 24, 2014

Hair Remnant


Kopp Disclosure
(John 3:19-21)

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    My first non-best-selling book was Praying Like Jesus (1986).

    The picture on the back may be the last glimpse of moi avec hair.

    Chuck is convinced I had a perm for that shot.

    No matter how I've tried to persuade him, he's thrilled to share his discovery with, uh, everyone/anyone who listens.

    I've learned it's tough to convert Chuck when he's convinced.

    ;)

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    My sister is blunt.

    DNA.

    ;)

    Several years ago, she said, "Bobby, you're going to have to decide what you're going to do about your beard.  Either you shave it all off or cut it down to a half-beard or goat; 'cause right now you look like your head's upside down."

    I've never been into corrective/creative combing.

    ;)

    Goat.

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    Currently, Phyllis likes my goat.

    Trimmed.

    Matt thinks it's-ergo-I'm gay; which is really helpful 'cause I'm in the PCUSA.

    He likes the born to be wilder look.

    But since Jeff cut off his beard and went from looking like the Lion King to a...

    You'll have to ask Adelaide, Chuck, or Jeff what I think he looks like now.

    Ain't for polite company.

    All I'll say is Jeff convinced me no matter what's convincing Chuck to go with Matt more than Phyllis.

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    I told you about Pearl.

    But as my homiletics professors told me and I've told my homiletics students since, "If it's worth preaching once, it's worth preaching twice; and if it's not worth preaching twice, it's not worth preaching once."

    Interims really like that.

    Anyway, long story short, I shaved off my beard because Pearl wanted me to shave off my beard because my beard reminded her of her son with whom she had a really, really, really bad relationship; and whenever she looked at me, she transferred bad feelings to me and...

    Comprenez-vous?

    After shaving off my beard, I thought she would like me and maybe even buy something for me.

    She looked at my baby-butt face at the time and said, "Now about your moustache."

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    I've learned only God defines me.

    People try; but in the end as well as sooner than later and usually sooner than later, God defines me...and you...and everybody else.

    Sooooooo I never ask anyone anymore anytime anyhow what they think about my...

    I look in the mirror, reflect on Numbers 6 now and then, and...

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    What does this have to do with remnant?

    Simple.

    As I was telling one of the aforementioned not too long ago, "We both believe in Jesus by the book; but you're going down one path and I'm going down another path.  I can't go down your path and you can't go down my path because we're inspired/indigested to go our separate ways for now; but, in the end, we will end up at the same destination because we both believe in Jesus by the book."

    I know some folks don't buy into that.

    That's because they have more qualifications and litmus tests for salvation than...Jesus.

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Blessings and Love!