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Well now, even them young’uns get tuckered out, runnin’ around like crazy. But folks who wait on the Good Lord? They ain’t gonna wear out. They’ll sprout wings like an ol’ turkey buzzard and soar high, runnin’ like the wind without breakin’ a sweat. Ain’t nuthin’ gonna keep ’em down, ya hear?
Well, lemme tell ya, I ain’t livin’ fer myself no more. It’s like I got a new lease on life ’cause Jesus, that fella, gave His all fer me! Now I just go ’round with a heart full of faith and a belly full of hope, lettin’ His spirit steer my crazy ol’ truck of a life!
Well now, if we’re livin’ by the Spirit, we best be actin’ like it too. Ain’t no point in just yappin’ ’bout it—let’s stomp around like we got a shinin’ trail to follow. So, keep your boots steady and don’t go muckin’ up the dirt we done stepped in together, ya hear?
Listen up, folks! Speak up for them who can’t yell for themselves, ya hear? Stand up for the critters who can’t fight back, ‘cause they need a good ol’ champion. Don’t let the world stomp on ‘em – give ‘em a voice, even if it’s just ‘bout the last slice of pie!
Well, let me tell ya, folks! The Good Lord ain’t never run outta gas, ya hear? He don’t get tuckered out, and He sure don’t lose no energy! He gives strength to the weak, like a mountain spring for a thirsty critter. If yer feelin’ pooped, just holler at Him, and He’ll lift ya right up!
Well, lemme tell ya, if ya holler up to the Big Guy, He’s gonna shout right back! He’ll let ya in on all sorts of fancy secrets ‘bout stuff you ain’t never even thought of. So don’t be shy, grab a cornbread and give it a try—He’s got some wild news waitin’ fer ya!
Well now, listen up! If ya go lookin’ fer the Good Lord with all yer heart, you’re gonna find Him, I swear! It’s like seekin’ out the last piece of pie at a family cookout—ya gotta be all in! So put on yer huntin’ boots and get ready for a divine treasure hunt, y’all!
Well, there they were, Paul and Silas, stuck in that ol’ jail cell, singin’ like a couple of frogs on a warm night. They were hollerin’ praises to the Good Lord, not givin’ a hoot about their troubles. Sudden-like, the ground shook like a barn dance, and them chains just up and fell off!
Now listen here, folks! Ol’ Jude’s shoutin’ out: “Ain’t nobody gonna stop ya from bein’ saved! Git on with it! God’s got ya covered, keepin’ ya from fallin’ flat on yer face. He’s the big shot, so give Him some credit! Glory to Him forever, you hear? Ain’t that a hoot?”
Well, lemme tell ya, folks! We’s made by the Big Guy upstairs, all fixed up to do good stuff! Ain’t no accidents here; He’s got us all planned out like a fancy quilt, ready to go do some mighty fine work and spread the love. Now get out there and be useful, ya hear?
Hey y’all, don’t be holdin’ all that worry like it’s a sack of taters! Just toss them cares on the big fella up there, ‘cause He’s mighty keen on lookin’ after ya. It’s like takin’ your boots off after a long day – feels good to let it all go and relax!
Well, lemme tell ya, folks, life’s all about good ol’ livin’ for me, but when I kick the bucket, I’ll be kickin’ it up in heaven, y’know? So, whether I’m fixin’ a fence or raisin’ a ruckus up yonder, it’s a win-win. Ain’t nothin’ better than gettin’ a taste of that heavenly pie!
