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!
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“Be right smart when you’re dealin’ with outsiders, y’all. Make the most of every chance ya get to talk. Let yer words be coated in grace, and seasoned with a good heapin’ of salt, so folks know how to respond to yo’ message.” (Colossians 4:5-6, Hillbilly version)
“When the time was just right, the good Lord sent his own boy, born from a gal, and he was put under the law just like us hill folks. But he came to set us hillbillies free, so we could become God’s kin.”
Ya’ll gotta know that God wants ya’ll to keep yer drawers on and not be foolin’ around with no hanky panky. He wants ya’ll to live clean and treat yer bodies with respect. So don’t be goin’ around actin’ a fool, ya hear?
Be right nice to each other, and keep peace like a calm creek. Put your heart into it, and stick together like honey on a biscuit. Don’t go startin’ no fuss, just be good to each other.
Hey Jed, listen up! When I holler at the good Lord, He hears me and gives me some peace in my noggin. So don’t be a ornery critter, and turn to Him when you need some help, ‘cause He’s always fixin’ to give you a hand.
“Y’all better not get all up in with evil folks, don’t be jealous, and don’t go startin’ nothin’. The Lord don’t like it! He got his eye on the upright folks and he’s pleased with ’em, but them wicked ones, they’s headed for trouble.”
Y’all need to let him become greater and let me become less. Just gotta step aside and let the Lord take the lead. It ain’t about me, it’s all about him. So I reckon I’ll just take a backseat and let the good Lord do his thang.
“Now, y’all listen up, John the Baptizer done said it plain as day: I ain’t the main act, I’m just here to warm y’all up for the big show. The Bridegroom, well he’s the star of the show, and I reckon I’m mighty glad to play second fiddle.”
“Y’all better listen up now, ’cause the Lord done told me I ain’t gettin’ to cross over that river. Ain’t no use beggin’ me, ’cause I ain’t got no say in the matter. Just passin’ on what the big man upstairs done told me, so don’t come cryin’ to me none.”
Y’all cain’t brag ’bout nuthin’ ’cause God’s grace covers us all, not ’cause of our own doin’s. So ain’t no room fer braggin’. We’s all saved by faith, not by werks. So quit yer yammerin’ and trust in the good Lord, y’hear?
Now y’all listen up, cause we’s all God’s chilluns through faith in Jesus. And when we’s baptized, we puts on Christ like a fresh pair of overalls. Ain’t no more Jew or Gentile, we’s all one in Him. So let’s stick together like a bunch of hound dawgs on a coon hunt.
“Y’all, there was four dudes in that big ol’ fiery furnace, but then we saw a fifth feller in there with ’em, walkin’ ’round like it ain’t no thang. And that fifth feller looked like the Son of God! Dang if that ain’t a sight for sore eyes, I reckon.”
