At the end of my yearly 15 minutes of reflecting, I have come to the conclusion that I, Walker Moore, have a blessed life. In fact, when people ask me, “How are you doing?” I answer back, “I am suffering from satisfaction!”
I am married to an absolutely gorgeous, smart and multi-talented wife. I have seen her cook a gourmet meal for a hundred missionaries using just a two-burner hotplate. I am blessed with two sons and a daughter-in-love who are the joy of my life. I am blessed to have a wonderful job and a tremendous staff. And I am grateful to God that I have always been able to go . . . generic.
You see, my family does not use generic products. My wife uses expensive shampoo, sold only at the beauty shop. Next to her exotic brand sits mine . . . “Big Blue Dandruff Shampoo.” She has specialized hairspray, and I have “Stuff That Plasters Your Hair to Your Head,” guaranteed to hold every strand in place during a Category Five hurricane. My sons can only wear designer cologne. For Christmas, they want Polo or Cool Water, but I am so blessed that they give me something called . . . “Tester.” The only jeans that fit their bodies are found at American Eagle or Old Navy. I am so blessed. My brand is sold especially at outlet malls: “Irregular.”
Even in sickness, my family requires the big names like Sudafed or Benadryl. Not me! My medicine comes in a plain white box with large black letters reading, “Tiny Red Tablets for People with Big Noses” or “Bottle of Red Liquid to Guzzle So You’ll Feel Drowsy.” Who needs Diet Coke? Instead, I choose the real man’s drink, “Buy-Rite Cola”-equally good, sometimes carbonated.
There is only one problem in being a generic man. When I actually wear a designer brand, it looks . . . generic. You can give me a $500 suit, but I guarantee that once it hits my body, it will look as though it came from Woolworth’s. People say clothes make the man, but I have to disagree. I make the clothes . . . look cheap.
I am so glad when God decided to save the world, He did not send a generic savior. He sent us the very best: His Son, Jesus Christ-the King of all kings and the Lord of all lords, the Apha and Omega, the Creator of the universe. When I accepted Jesus as my Lord and Savior, He did not make my life generic and ordinary. Instead, He says I am a Designer original, a person He knew before the foundation of the world. He has called me to be His child-the child of a King. He allows me access to His throne and clothes me, not in generic brands, but in His righteousness. I am truly blessed.
If you want your child to live a blessed life, teach him or her to be satisfied with generic things and find total fulfillment in . . . a designer Savior.