You may have noticed so few posts here recently. Of course I could say my wife and I were out of town a few days visiting her folks in Florida but that’s not the real reason for my absenteeism. I confess there’s been so little in the way of inspiration of late. Today’s post is evidence of that.
I’ve got a ‘blonde’ joke for you.
Before I regale you with side-splitting humor, let me give you a little background. While in Florida, I visited one of my favorite church fellowships, the Calvary Chapel of St. Pete. The message was, as I’ve previously found, refreshing, poignant and heartfelt. As was the worship. The cool thing I experienced was some fellowship I enjoyed with a gentleman minutes before the service began. He took such an interest in me, my background and the fact I was a visiting pastor. About a minute before, he said, “Oh man, I gotta get up there” and nodded to the platform. Well, I knew he wasn’t the pastor because I remembered him, so I asked, “Are you on the worship team?” He smiled and said sheepishly, “Yeah, I guess you can say that. I’ve led worship here for twenty years.”
Thirty seconds later, Bob Corry was on the stage with two other men, leading us in acoustic worship that was water to my parched soul. So cool.
Anyhoo, Danny Hodges, the man I do remember as pastor, got up to speak, expositing from the gospels on the teaching ministry of our Savior. Nestled within the exposition this man launched into a blonde joke that took quite a risk but, frankly, he pulled off.
Seems a blind guy walks into a bar. He tells the barkeep he wanted to tell a blonde joke.
“I’ll have you know, sir,” the bartender said, “that I am blonde and could toss you out of here with no problem. I’ll also have you know the guy sitting next to you is a weightlifter and benchpresses several hundred pounds. He’s also blonde. And over your shoulder is a blonde guy who weighs over three hundred pounds and works as a bouncer. You still want to tell your blonde joke?”
The blind guy smiles and says, “Not if I have to explain it three times.”
The crowd roared and, last time I checked, the man is still pastor there.
I know what you’re thinking: Hurry up, Scott, and get inspired. This stuff is rubbish.