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VeggieBands

I could be a millionaire if only I took my nonsense thinking to the next level. Isn't that what's making people money these days? Take a stupid idea and see if you can get other people to emulate you and give you money to do so.

Take these silly rubber band bracelets that have exploded in popularity. I have been wearing plain old rubber bands for years. People have always asked me why. By 'people' I mean my wife and by 'asked me why' I mean 'ridiculed me for wearing rubber bands. I was wearing old rubber bands long before the rubber bracelets to support Haiti, Lance Armstrong and my youth group ever came along.

If only I had applied myself and discovered this market of small people. I really don't understand how this is supposed to work. My daughters both collect them. The youngest puts her entire collection on one arm. She remind me of a toddler version of Gem and the Holograms. Or maybe one of those dance videos with Cyndi Lauper. Either way, they spend more time taking them off to show the shapes to their friends.

And now, in the height of their popularity, you guessed it, rubber band bracelets that shout out your love for Jesus. Now your kid can rock the cross, or an ichthus symbol, or the outline of a church building. For kids who want to go more street, there are VeggieBands. Whew. I was concerned my kid might not connect with the other children at recess.

At least when I was wearing the plain rubber bands I had a purpose. You never know when you might need to hold together a group of pens, pull back a girl's hair, or retaliate when a full-on rubber band war started in your office. When the time comes, I'm locked and loaded.

My real question here is this. Does the introduction of a Christian version of something this popular signal the end? Will this become something within the month that Christians hold on to because of its' witnessing power? I hope not. As a pastor who works with children, the ability to pass these out as prizes could help my budget. My order for 10 cases is already sent and paid for.
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