Thursday, July 1, 2010

Out With the New And In With the Old

Yeah, yeah, yeah, I know what you're thinking.  Antoine you have that subject line backwards.  Well, I am here to tell you that how I have it is correct and you'll see what I mean. 

This morning I was riding to work and it dawned on me how much you change when you grow older.  I remember as a youngster, that I had to be wearing the latest and greatest clothing.  I had to have what people did not have and did not like to shop where others frequented.  I wouldn't be caught dead buying clothing from Wal-mart (or for you old school Eastern NC folks, Roses Department Store *lol*).

Now, I will happily waltz right up into a Wally World, Target, Sears or whatever and grab a pair of Wrangler jeans off the shelf without giving it a second thought.  If I see the price tag above $20 I almost want to pass out:  "Clawd have mercy!  $20 for a pair a pants! Are you serious??!!"  I remember when Karl Kani was a huge clothing line and I had to have the latest.  My parents (God bless them for supporting my crazy habits), purchased a $200 Green & Black Karl Kani outfit. It included a pair of pants, a vest (that didn't get worn often) and a black T-shirt with Karl Kani written on it nice and fancy.  I dressed it down with some tan canvas like Timberlands!  What What?! Hotness!

Flash forward 15+ years.  $200 for an outfit?!! Does it have gold on it?  Does it talk or jump on your body by itself?!!  My how times have changed, but as you grow older you realize that new, shiny, and pricey is not always necessary. Now-a-days more important things takes the place of fads like God, family, work, etc.  Fads come and go (I know I experienced a lot of them), but real life is always the same.  "When I was a child, I talked like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I put childish ways behind me"  (1 Corinthians 13:11).

Be blessed folks.


Antoine E. Hall


"It is God who arms me with strength and makes my way perfect." - 2 Samuel 22:33
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