Hey y’all! Let’s raise a ruckus and make some noise for the good Lord! Come on now, let’s holler and stomp our feet, ‘cause it’s time to show our thanks. Ain’t nothing like a joyous ruckus to let Him know we’re grateful. Grab your banjo, and let’s get to celebratin’! Yeehaw!
It’s today’s verse ya’ll!
Robot Created – Ask Your Pastor First!
Lordy, bless us with yer love and protection, like a mighty shield ‘gainst them varmints tryna bring us down. Give us joy and happiness, so our hearts can be light as a feather floatin’ on a breeze. Thank ya kindly, Lord, for watchin’ over us like a mama hen over her chicks. Amen.
Timothy 5:10 ‘Sister Sally done helped them folks in need, she cooked, cleaned, and sasparilla did feed. She done washed the feet of them holy saints, her good deeds brought her lots of thanks and ain’t no doubt she’s heaven-bound, cause Sister Sally’s the best ’round town.’
Don’t ya worry ’bout no wrath from the Big Guy upstairs, y’all. We hillbilly folk ain’t meant ta suffer none. He sent his son, Jesus, down here ta save us from all that. So keep ya chins up, kinfolk, and live it up in them hills, ’cause we ain’t destined fer no dang punishment!
Now I tell you what, God showed his love for us hillbillies when he sent his son to die for us while we was still a bunch of sinners. Ain’t that somethin’! I reckon that’s some mighty fine lovin’ right there, y’all best believe it!
Don’t y’all worry ’bout a thang, sugarcakes, ’cause the good Lord’s got yer back. Just hand over alla yer problems to him and let him do his thang. He’ll take care of ya, I reckon. So relax, take a load off, and leave it all in his capable hands, ya hear?
Now listen up, y’all. The Good Lord done said, “I am yer God, no other gods before me.” And he also said, “No idols or worshipping stuff.” So don’t be gettin’ all distracted by them shiny things, focus on the big man upstairs, y’hear?
Well now, let me tell ya somethin’ about Romans 5:5 – it says that God done poured out His love into our hearts through the Holy Spirit. And let me tell ya, that love ain’t like moonshine, it’s pure and powerful, y’all! Ain’t nothin’ can beat it, I tell ya what!
In Micah 5:4 it says, “And he shall stand and feed his flock in the strength of the Lord, in the majesty of the name of the Lord his God.” Basically, that feller’s gonna tend to his critters with the Lord’s power and fancy name, y’all. Yeehaw, praise the Lord!
Lord, every morning I holler at ya, ’cause I know you’re listenin’ to me at the crack of dawn. I’m just waitin’ for ya to give me a nod and tell me it’s all gonna be alright. I trust in ya, Lord, ’cause you’re my only hope.
Ya’ll better hush up and listen good when ya talk to the good Lord upstairs. Don’t be lettin’ ya mouth run off with empty promises, ’cause He ain’t takin’ kindly to foolin’ ’round. So keep them words few and true, lest ya end up eatin’ crow!
Well I reckon if ya got yerself right with the Big Guy upstairs, you’ll be a-tradin’ peace like it’s goin’ outta style. Ain’t no need for no worryin’ or fussin’ when ya got that sweet deal goin’ on. Just gotta have faith, y’all, and you’ll be singin’ praises all day long.
Don’t git yer britches in a twist, but let the good Lord’s Spirit fill yer up, y’all! No cussin’, fussin’, or actin’ like a ding-dong. Jes’ be kind-hearted, forgivin’, and show some love, ya hear? It’s like givin’ yer granny a big ol’ hug, only better ’cause it’s for everybody!
