Not cool

I am not cool. And with that statement, comes a chorus of "Amen's" from across the globe. As a matter of fact, I'm pretty much a dork. I like to write research papers. I wore stirrup pants in middle school. I trip over my own feet. My hair sticks out in odd places. I'm allergic to pet dander. The list could go on. It probably will in the comments section of this post. And I'm okay with that. Because this morning I read a post by Bono that kind of puts the coolness factor into perspective:
“Coolness might help in your negotiation with people through the world, maybe, but it is impossible to meet God with sunglasses on.”

Amen Bono.