(This one’s for all the Christians who read this blog. If you’re not into that, this post will probably not be applicable to you.)
Yay! Another musical episode! You’ll need to watch this video for any of this to make sense — and at the end it still might not make sense, I dunno.
If you’ve never heard of The Masked Singer, it’s this TV show where a bunch of celebrities put on fursuits and other ridiculous costumes and sing. The judges are tasked with guessing who each singer really is. As you can see in this video, Jacket Potato is assumed by the judges to be a number of different dudes.
But in the comments, one name is mentioned more than all of the celebrities put forth by the judges combined — Richie Sambora.
These judges have to be insane to not realize that Jacket Potato is Richie Sambora. Seriously, just listen to any of his solo works and compare the voices. Even if you just compare the second “wanted!” in the chorus of Bon Jovi’s “Wanted Dead Or Alive” to the vocals of Jacket Potato, it’s obvious, beyond any shadow of a doubt, that this spud is Richie incognito.
Fine, here’s all the proof you need:
Do you ever feel like the people in the comments? Like you’re screaming “For Christ’s sake (literally), Jesus is the way!” to a world that just isn’t listening? I mean, we were told to share the Gospel with everyone, right? We know the way to God, and it’s through knowing His Son.
The problem is, historically, people didn’t just leave YouTube comments yelling about how Richie Sambora is definitely Jacket Potato. They broke into the judges’ houses, murdered their families, and made them declare that Richie Sambora was Jacket Potato. And this is absolutely not what Richie Sambora would want.
And it’s not what God wants His people to do, either
We should want to share the good news, but not because we want to hurt or exert power over others. Instead, we should do it because we know peace and unconditional love unlike anything we can find on this planet, and we should want other people to feel that good too! It’s the same as how I want everyone to know who the singing potato really is. I want the world to know Richie Sambora’s name because I know people are missing out by not hearing his soulful singing voice or exquisite guitar playing. That’s how we should feel about the name of Jesus.
Part of this involves humility and admitting we don’t have all the answers. I could get to Heaven someday and be greeted by Anubis. I could die and become reincarnated as something else entirely. Or maybe there’s nothing else after death, and we go back into the same darkness we felt before we were born. But I believe what I believe because I’ve felt it myself. And of course I want to talk about that feeling, because it’s a huge part of my lived experience.
In that same vein, they could take off Jacket Potato’s mask and it could be any number of the dudes the judges named, or somebody else entirely. But in my heart, I know that voice. I know it well, because I heard it many times throughout my life. Jesus is my King and Richie Sambora is my Jacket Potato, and if those beliefs encourage me to live my life with purpose and love, so be it. I could be wrong about everything, but it’s enough for me to know I could be right.
JESSA JOYCE 