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This is the year. Jesus, if you do exist, please give Andy and the boys the power to win the AFC North (the schedule should be easier this year), get a bye week and avoid the Steelers and/or the Texans in the playoffs and I PRAY you give them the power to not get crushed by the Patriots in the AFC title game.
I pray.
You know how you always hear about how little you really know about your heroes? Yeah, well, I’m sitting here stunned to learn that Ginger Jesus knows how to rip a few cords on the acoustic.
Jesus loves me! This I know,
For the Bible tells me so;
Little ones to Him belong,
They are weak but He is strong.
Yes, Jesus loves me!
Yes, Jesus loves me!
Yes, Jesus loves me!
The Bible tells me so.
And for those of you who claim a Bible thumper can’t win the Super Bowl and that you need a bad boy like Brady, Peyton, Roethlisberger, Eli or Flacco to win a title in the modern game, let’s not forget that Russell Wilson claims God told him not to bang Ciara before getting married. God almost awarded Russell’s born-again virginity with back-to-back titles.
It can be done, Ginger Jesus. You got this. I want you playing “Jesus Loves Me” at the Bengals Super Bowl champions party in Minneapolis.
I’m begging you, Jesus.
Best of Ginger Jesus: