Tuesday, May 18, 2010

Pimped by Fear

"Do not listen to Hezekiah. This is what the king of Assyria says: Make peace with me and come out to me. Then every one of you will eat from his own vine and fig tree and drink water from his own cistern, until I come and take you to a land like your own, a land of grain and new wine, a land of bread and vineyards, a land of olive trees and honey. Choose life and not death!
"Do not listen to Hezekiah, for he is misleading you when he says, 'The LORD will deliver us.' – 2 Kings 18: 31-32

Today’s Reading: 2 Kings 17-18: John 3:19-38

Wait a minute!

Did this dude just tell the people living in Jeruselem that all they gotta do is surrender to him and they could live off of their own land until he took them from their land and placed them in a new place flowing with milk and honey?

Yeah right playa….

Ok Let me tell you how I read this. The only way for me to clearly explain this is to put it in Blaxploitation Era Pimp Vernacular English.

“Say baby, come be on my team and I’ll provide for all of your needs. I’ll give you clothes, I’ll give you food, I’ll give you shelter, all you gotta give me is that money… We’ll be a great team. You and me girl, you… and… me…

...spoken by this guy.

I think this is what happens when we let life’s circumstances scare us into mediocrity. Instead of living in faith we live in fear and when we make this choice we are choosing bondage. The only thing that comes from fear is slavery.

Freedom finds its home in faith. It takes faith to take that first leap. It takes faith to have the audacity to see a future that does not yet exist.

So don’t let your circumstances play you. The doors that fear opens may seem comfortable or less risky at first; but eventually, fear will have you on the street tricking for change that you won’t even be able to keep.

Chuuuuuuuch. *with pimp cup in my hand*


  1. Wowzer C. Gotta admit I allowed myself to be in the "pimped/played" role. And sadly not even for dough. For love. Whether for riches or for love a piece of you still sells out your own heart and beliefs and becomes entranced by what you allow yourself to "perceive" as golden.

    The good thing, at least I didn't give up all my dough in the process.

    And through it all standing by my side shaking "his" head, was God. God's words "I can only do so much, at some point, ya gotta listen."

    Ah, c'est la vie. Ouais?:-)

  2. I commend you on finding a way to clearly explain what the king was selling. It's a hard passage to follow. But you were able to smell what he was cooking. And now I can too. Thank you.

  3. Preach! Take em to the tabernacle!

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  5. Another thought. It is surprising the number of people that will allow themselves to be pimped. They'll babysit, take up a new art, follow you, attempt to befriend you, lie, spy...you name it. All because they are being paid to do so.

    Sadly, no consideration is given to those that are affected by their "hustling for their pimp". To the hopelessly hungry its just money, who cares about the rest.

    The King, did he really care how all those people would be affected in the end? Doubtfully. For him it was all about divide(separate from God) and conquer.

  6. Wow! You came strong with this one. Love it.

  7. Thank you kindly folks!!! When the pimp cup comes out the inspiration flows. I see absolutely nothing ironic about that. :)


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