It's alright to talk about "long white robes over yonder," in all of its symbolism. But ultimately people want some suits and dresses and shoes to wear down here. It's alright to talk about "streets flowing with milk and honey," but God has commanded us to be concerned about the slums down here, and his children who can't eat three square meals a day. It's alright to talk about the new Jerusalem, but one day, God's preacher must talk about the New York, the new Atlanta, the new Philadelphia, the new Los Angeles, the new Memphis, Tennessee. This is what we have to do.
Today in 'Da Bean' the people (and beer) will line the streets cheering their 'Black Irish'. The Cousins of G will no doubt be having a grand old time screaming and cheering their lungs out and partying the day away. In an effort to not be bitter about sitting in my office 8 hours away from all the fun I have decided to produce my own parade right here...(yes - I know it won't work as I can already feel the bitterness seeping into my bones) Here is the Picture Parade!