The Ultimate Sock Rocker

I think my cat was just having a nightmare. On the irrelevant scale, I'll say that's about a six. It may have been very crucial to a few of your lives to know that. All two of you that is..... buuuut anyway. Now to the socks. The Socks He Did Rock; He Rocked the Socks A short story by Courtney Ball Once upon a time there was an ultimate sock rocker. No matter where you were, he rocked socks like it was his job. Purple socks, polka dot socks, dinosaur socks, zebra socks, he rocked them all. Did he wear these crazy socks? I like to think so. Just because he could. But to 'rock socks' did not mean to 'show them off' as a display. It was to rock socks OFF. And he did just that, with such efficiency that one often questioned whether or not it was real. Nonetheless, he was the best sock rocker in town. Not only in town; however, but the world. There were none like him. And those that came after him would be no match for such infallible sock-rocking abilities. I am talking, of course, about Jesus Christ. THE END Jesus.....is.....AWESOME!!!!!! I hope he's rockin' your socks off; because he's sure rocking mine off!!! What a wonder that is too, because this is holy ground, amen?? Haha. I always love thinking about that. Holy ground. All the earth.... Lovely. Anyway, no real point to this post... I'm super tired and not wearing any socks and got to thinking about how much the Lord rocks, and rocks my socks, and vuah la, (how do you spell that?) we've got a short story! So here's to our Lord, the ultimate sock rocker! Amen! Here's to kickin it Jesus style, Court