Call Me Bruce

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 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!

Always Returning Home

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.

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