Groomed For Ministry

I am follicly challenged.  Not on my head, but on my face.  I have tried to grow a beard a few times, but I end up looking like a scraggly civil war soldier whose face is a patchwork of mangy clumps.  Although I aspire to be like Charles Spurgeon I am quite settled that it will never happen – at least in the facial hair department, but I might be catching him in the belly department.  Calvin on the other hand, well, a little patience and my faith might even be justified.  But, for now, I will just have to consider myself a Puritan with an ESV dialect.

How do you measure up?