Happy father’s day to Bishop Erwin I


I hung out with a family friend who was close to my earthly father not too long ago. Okay actually it was just over six years ago. I ran across a post on Facebook memories.

The last time I saw my dad was on his 76th birthday in January of 2005. I got him a birthday card that had one of those dials on it that you could point it at his age. It went up to 105 years so I just left it there. My friend’s wife told my pops that he looked good for being over 100.

Anybody that thinks I’m funny would think I was too dry and serious compared to my father. Maybe a sense of humor is a generational curse.

Since my full name is Erwin Bishop Wooten II, my dad also has the same name. I had fun with our names on social media and switched it around to Bishop Erwin the 1st and 2nd. Religious people thought I was being arrogant.

My dad was born during the great depression on January 18, 2005 in Mesa, Arizona. He always told the story about how he was born four doors down from some country singer named Buck Owens (anybody reading this old enough to know who that is?)

Dad’s was named after two of his great uncles; Irving was his dad’s middle brother who died at a very young age and Marvin Bishop Wooten was his grandfather’s brother. The latter died the day after I was born. Wondering if that was a coincidence.

I lost my dad to cancer on March 25, 2005. It was a Good Friday. He had been slipping away for weeks and wasn’t fully conscious those two weeks. The night before he died, I prayed the hardest prayer I ever prayed and told God it was okay to take him if it was his time. He died 8 hours later. Maybe the reason he held on for so long was because I wasn’t letting go.

Since I had a breakdown and my first mental health commitment at that time, sometimes I wonder if my dad quit fighting the cancer because he was tired of seeing me fail back then.

But since I believe in the spiritual world, thanks to my maternal grandmother, I am convinced that no one dies spiritually and am pretty convinced I can feel the presence of my parents and grandparents near me. Maybe that’s why I keep moving back to Dallas. Because that’s where the presence is the strongest.

Happy father’s day you dirty old man. Hope you’re enjoying my little shit Show of a life from where you’re at. I am here to serve.

Oh I forgot to mention my dad’s nickname was Sonny by those he grew up with in California. My Texas friends always get a good laugh out of that.

What is the American Dream?


People today talk about the American Dream being a big house, white picket fence, 2.5 kids, and a car. Although that dream is dying, or evolving , into luxury apartments and an Iphone. But I don’t believe the original American Dream had anything to do with materialism; at least not until Corporate America took over everything after World War Two.

The original American Dream was freedom. The freedom to be anything you want. It still is. You are as free as you want to be. Materialism leads to economic slavery and is bondage. Of course, just like sex, it is not bondage if you are actually enjoying your job.

Most people aren’t materialistic. They are just trying to keep up with their peers. Peer pressure doesn’t stop just because you get out of high school

For me, I have this overwhelming urge to want to go against the status quo. It’s the reason I left college to try and succeed without college.

The new American Dream is working 70+ hours a week to pay for wood, hay, and stubble. If people didn’t depend on insurance as much, or healthcare in general, or go into debt to have everything, the economy would collapse

Maybe that is why they play the game. It’s not my way of wanting to die for my country.

You don’t have to make your life about work and money. If you add enough value, you can still get rich anyway. Even if you don’t get rich you can still value yourself. The secret to getting rich is knowing how rich you already are.

You can pray to God to show you how to be rich, but “He” will more than likely show you where true wealth lies; within.

The Talmud says a rich man is a person who is content with what they have. There are probably more rich poor people than poor rich people. I will let you think on that for a minute. . .or two.

If you are content with what you have and live within your means when you have little, you will be more generous if you ever attract an abundance. The abundant life Jesus was talking about was in spiritual things, unlike what the prosperity gospel teachers tell us.

Who’s the boss in a marriage relationship?


Have you ever wondered who wears the pants in the family? The man is supposed to be the spiritual leader. Although many husbands say they wear the pants but their wife tells them which ones to put on.

The woman may technically be the spiritual leader because the divine feminine is usually more sensitive and intuitive to things of a spiritual nature. Men just get the final say; maybe because they are more rational while women are prone to run on emotion.

However there are a growing number of men who are so everything their wife tells them because they have overbearing spouses (ballbusters). These types of husbands are typically passive aggressive and probably would have never gotten married if he’d man’ed up.

If this type of guy were to become more assertive, he’d probably get hit with a divorce decree. This could explain the growing number of divorces taking place within the church. Most divorces seem to be initiated by the wives.

Feminism has empowered women beyond traditional roles as a wife. Women are said to outnumber men, possibly a 7:1 ratio. I haven’t looked it up but I have heard it in more than one setting.

Some of the men in church used to joke about how there would be more women in heaven. Duh! Why do you think it’s called heaven? (Jk). 72 virgins? Jk again. Remember Jesus said there would be no marriage or people given in marriage in heaven.