Hola, amigos; hope you all had fun, productive weekends, and that you got enough rest to get through the week. I got the chance to travel to one of my places, Washington, DC, and visit some family. Shout out to all my DC fam: Grandma Andrews, Aunt Peggy, Aunt Wanda, Serina and Glenn, and all my Hawkins, Carter, and Green crew. Also much love to my Skins fans and my girl Sharita aka Lois Lane.
Now to the Bizness like Lil Wayne’s producer…In addition to visiting DC, the weekend also presented the opportunity to fellowship at one my lesser-known hot spots: Church. Now before you start “hating”, I want you to look at church a little deeper. Church offers many of the same thrills that we get from the club: Beautiful women (many of the same girls you danced with on Saturday), hot beats, (Kanye’s drum machine can’t hang with Pastor Marshall’s kids on the drums and organ), and a chance for to everyone to see you looking good. Shoot, I started wearing my skinny ties on Sundays.
More important than any of these benefits, however, is the prospect of hearing something that deeply impacts your life and/or approach to life. Take me, for example. I’m just a normal guy trying to become successful, find a good woman, and not embarrass my momma. The only problem I’m having is that I have little insight on how to accomplish those tasks. I majored in a field that no longer matches my aspirations, my family and I have fundamental differences about being successful, and finding a woman who shares my opinion about love and romance is harder than the unemployed finding a job. None of that seemed to matter, though, when I sat in the pew this weekend.
As I listened to the pastor discuss how we should be vessels for God, and producing fruit that lasts a lifetime, I thought of creating a legacy, my legacy, and one that lasts long after I’m gone. I want people to say, “Ceddy P was special. He helped people, and he made you smile.” More specifically, I desire that to be my memory whether or not television ever sees me utter the infamous words, “It’s the Pick...6...Boogie Time.”
Now as a Christian, I have a long, long, LONG way to go lol. As I’ve said before, there are still a few tweaks I need to make here and there. But I’m starting to grasp the concept a little bit. Spirituality is a tool used to steer us, not categorize us. If you treat people with respect, do your best to avoid the pitfalls of the world, and treat your momma right, who am I to judge? I’m not gonna slap you. After going to church, I felt a lot better about my purpose and my progression. It didn’t hurt that we got out before kick-off either. But learning about the Word appears that it may help me moving forward. I knocked out this blog in two hours, didn’t sweat any girls (can’t be a sweatbox, fellas), and I got to sleep before 3 am, which I haven’t done in a month (I am so TIRED!).
So as I finish September strong, and begin the final countdown to starting a new season of Pick 6, my goals have been adjusted slightly. Things to accomplish are to be a role model for the young people, give every task I do 106% of myself, and love people, because people need love. Most of all, no matter whether life is takes a turn for better or worse, I’m going to show the world who I represent. I’m gonna “take em to church.”
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