Call Me Bruce

I’m Chuck Norris with a 250 pound, 5′ 11″ 59 year old body,

Look me in the eye.

If I was younger and my physique was not so shoddy,

You’d see my fists can fly.

I’m Albert Einstein and Ravi Zacharias all rolled into one,

My wisdom known near and far.

Of course today I can’t even remember

Where the keys are for my car.

I am the politician with all the answers for mankind,

My popularity is soaring,

Yet while I preach from the pulpit on any given Sunday,

I hear somebody snoring.

Here I come just a walking down the street

With a million dollar smile.

Little do the people who see me know

I can barely walk a mile.

If I could only be the man up in my head,

I would be John Wayne, Tozer, and Carey Grant,

Of course those guys are dead.

Thanks for listening to me rant.

 

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Author: woodtic

Coal Region Pastor in central Pennsylvania. One wonderful wife, five remarkable children and three grandchildren (so far). Mid life, love wood, woodwork, wood tools, traditional archery and things that need to be restored. Always have a dog, pick-up truck, motorcycle and some sort of tractor. Play guitar, pretend to be talented, like to write, but don't care to journal. Quit facebook three times.

3 thoughts on “Call Me Bruce”

  1. Love this! It speaks to so much. How things shift with age – we should seek the things that endure, not the things that will surely pass. How things are different in our mind than reality – we should seek humility because we aren’t always the hero we think we are! And how things change over time – what feels so secure today can be gone tomorrow – rest in contentment instead of fawning over the things of today as if we can grasp them for sure tomorrow.

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  2. Reblogged this on Rogue Millennials and commented:
    Sometimes I find a poetic piece uplifting – I suppose that’s the appeal of half the Old Testament, from Psalms to the Prophets. Please take a moment to enjoy this one and drop by ferdswordsblog.wordpress.com for more from our brother woodtic – this poem in particular is a good reminder of the difference between how we see ourselves in our own minds and how we experience the world when confronted by our smallness in it – a call to humility we could all benefit from heeding!

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