This picture looks like the cover of the worst gangsta rap album, EVER. Doesn't it?
Actually it's Paul Smoot, aka Uncle Sam and me (before my transformation into Santa Claus) at a 4th of July celebration put on my Broward Outreach. I'll play Santa in the South Florida heat any day over playing the role of Uncle Sam in the midst our country's economic woes. I was afraid riots might erupt as Paul walked through the crowd. Several people hollered out, "GET THE TAX MAN!"
The Pursuit loves being a church that is good news to the community. Check out WeLoveSoFlo.com for more proof. I am so proud of our people. On a holiday, we had 20 people show up ready to serve the homeless in South Florida. I think we had more people than Broward Outreach had assignments. But that didn't stop some from serving. 
This was the first time I have ever donned the Santa suit. My costume was ridiculous. I looked nothing like the jolly ol' elf. I spent most of my time trying to make sure the beard didn't fall off. But that didn't matter when I walked outside. The smiles on kids faces was priceless. One sweet girl named Maria said, "All I want for Christmas is for my family to be together." I thought kids only said that in the movies. That's good stuff.
Janie also got into the holiday spirit and dressed up as Mrs. Claus. It may not have been the best idea. Homeless men were hitting on her. I don't blame them. She's a hottie! But still, be careful how you talk to my wife. Don't make Santa pull out his bag of goodies ... I have no idea what that meant. It sounded tough in my mind.
Yeah, your wife is a catch...I'm sorry...I didn't mean anything by that...really I meant that in the most respectful way...look, I don't want any trouble...I'm just going to walk away...hey, Santa, you're the man...let's just forget I said anything...OK, I'm leaving...we're cool, right?
Posted by: Stan | July 08, 2008 at 09:55 AM