In order to launch this puppy I had to come up with something to say. I guess I'll talk about my beard.
There are days when I think, who's in control of my face? Me or my Beard? Its large, glossy, fun to look at and pet, but is it taking over control of my face? Am I known for my Christian-like behavior or am I just known for my protruding facial display of virility and manliness? One time a lady (that I didn't know) told me that I'd be a really good looking guy if I didn't have that thing on my chin. To which I didn't reply, "That's because you think men should be more lady-like and look like babies. I am not a baby. I'm a man."
There's a deeper issue here, obviously. Our culture wants to neutralize everything. They say that boys can play with dolls, girls can fight on the front lines, so long as everything is accessible and fair for everyone. Sure, women can get facial hair implants, but it is not what the good Lord intended. The hair on my face is 100% natural God-given and today, that's a great big shout-out to complementarianists. If nothing else one great "subtle" difference between men and women can be found right under our nose.
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