Expounding on the Virtues of Sting

My good buddy sent me a holiday greeting from Sting. The Stinginator. The Stinger. Boy, I do love that friend for thinking of me... Sting. God's own handiwork. To quote Diary of a Mad Black Woman, "Jesus, this man is fine." Thank you Lord, for the deposit you made into Sting. He is incredible. Lord, I hope he belongs to you, because I sure would love to spend some time with him in heaven. I see so many of your attributes in him, Lord. Your penchant for design--in every way. This man is so healthy and youthful, and yet somber and reflective--sophisticated. He is a consumate musician, in all respects, and a brainiac as well. You know how I love that, Lord. One of the backup singers in Bring on the Night commented that Sting's music is both visceral and cerebral. I really like that. It is so wonderful to hear music that is complex not only in instrumental composition, but in lyric, passion, and execution as well. I bet you delight in him even more than I do. And, let's not forget his sex appeal. The man loves his wife and children, insists that his crew stay chaste on tours...I think that's pretty dang awesome. There's nothing more sexy than a man with values--who knows how to express himself--with a body and face that won't quit on top of it! OW! LOL Lord, the gifts you've given this man just blow my circuits. If he doesn't know your love intimately Lord, I ask that for him.

Lord, I ask that you restore me musically, that I might enjoy that aspect of my life in ways that supercede the great experiences I've had before. I want to make GOOD music, Lord. Music that satisfies the yearnings of my soul. Music that reflects your excellence in me.