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Well, lemme tell ya, Jesus said, “Ain’t the healthy folks needin’ a doctor! It’s them poor sick souls who’re really hankerin’ for some help. So quit yer fussin’ ‘bout my crowd – I’m just here tendin’ to them outta luck. Y’all best get yer hearts right ‘fore ya start pointin’ fingers!”
Well, y’all, when ya share them good things, it ain’t just about givin’ back, it’s also ‘bout spreadin’ joy! God’s gonna fill yer pockets an’ make yer heart sing like a bird on a summer day. So go on, share them blessings like pie at a family reunion—there’s always more where that came from!
Well, lemme tell ya, y’all! The startin’ point of bein’ wise is fearin’ the good Lord. You get that respect for Him, and bam! You’s on the road to smarts. And ya know what? Knowing the Big Guy up above is like havin’ the best ol’ buddy on your side, ready to steer ya right!
Well, lemme tell ya, the Good Lord looked down, scratchin’ His head, sayin’ folks ain’t learned their lessons. “These varmints ain’t even tryin’ to fix their ways!” He hollered. “Y’all better watch out, ‘cause I’m fixin’ to clean house and serve some justice, just like a hot pot of chili on a cold day!”
Well now, lemme tell ya, God’s like a big ol’ cornucopia just overflowin’ with goodies! If ya share what ya got, He’s gonna hand ya back even more, blessin’ ya with enough to keep ya smilin’ and helpin’ others. So don’t be stingy, ya hear? Ya can’t out-give the Good Lord!
Well, wouldn’t ya know it? A big old cloud rolls in, and a voice booms out sayin’, “This here’s my Boy, the best of the bunch! Y’all better listen up and do what He says!” Kinda like when yer mama tells ya to eat yer veggies, only this time it’s the Almighty givin’ the shout!
Well, lemme tell ya! Y’all, there ain’t nobody like the Big Guy up in the sky! He made the heavens, the earth, and all that jazz. He’s the top dog, the one who gives life to everythin’. From the dirt to the critters, it’s all His. Ain’t that somethin’? Pure genius, I tell ya!
Alrighty, gather ‘round, folks! Ya see, we gotta give a holler to the Lord ‘n praise Him long as the sun’s shinin’! So, lift yer voices like a pack of howlin’ coyotes, tellin’ everyone how good He is! Ain’t no one like Him, and we gotta shout it from the hilltops, y’all hear?
Well, Saul was ridin’ along, mindin’ his own, when BAM! A bright light hit him like a lightning bolt. He fell flat on his face and heard a voice sayin’, “Hey, Saul! Why ya pickin’ on me?” Saul, all confused-like, asked, “Who in tarnation are ya?” The voice replied, “I’m Jesus, the one ya been botherin’!”
Well, shoot, folks! Jesus said this fella ain’t blind ’cause he done messed up or his folks did. Nah, this here’s all part of the Big Guy’s plan for showin’ off His good works. Ain’t that somethin’? Just when ya think life’s a bumpy ride, turns out it’s the Lord’s way of shinin’ a light!
Well now, them folks in the dark got a bright light comin’ their way! Y’all know what I mean? Ain’t no more walkin’ through the shadows, ‘cause a little baby’s gonna shine like a fresh-picked moonshine! So grab yer banjo, ‘cause the party’s startin’ and it’s gonna be a hoot down in the holler!
Well, let me tell ya, I’m gonna sing my heart out and give a big ol’ shout-out to the Good Lord. I’ll brag ’bout all the amazin’ things He’s done for me, recitin’ His deeds like a campfire tale, all while settin’ my drink down so it don’t spill. Ain’t no mountain high enough for my praise!
