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Well, y’all listen up now! If ya claim to love the Good Lord above, then you best be showin’ love to your kinfolk down here on Earth. Ain’t no use just flappin’ yer gums; it’s all about rollin’ up yer sleeves and lendin’ a hand. Love folks, or yer just whistlin’ in the wind!
Well, I’ll be a pig in a poke! I reckon every time I think ’bout y’all, I get all warm and fuzzy inside, like a cat by the fire. I’m mighty thankful for ya, and I pray for ya too—kinda like a chicken scratchin’ for goodies. You folks really tickle my fancy, I tell ya!
Well, y’see, if ya claim to love God up yonder but can’t stand yer neighbor down here, you’re just blowin’ smoke. Ain’t no way ya can say ya love the Big Guy if ya can’t even be sweet to the folks sittin’ right next to ya. Love folks, or quit yappin’!
Well, ya see, folks, we love ‘cause He loved us first, like a hound dog takin’ a shine to the moon. Ain’t no way around it! If y’all say ya love the Big Guy upstairs but can’t stand your neighbor, then you’re just blowin’ hot air, like a cow on a summer day—ain’t nobody buyin’ that!
Well now, listen here, y’all! Ain’t no fear ‘round love, ya see? If’n ya got true love in yer heart, it’ll kick that ol’ fear right out the door, faster than a hound chasin’ a rabbit! ‘Cause fear’s got this here funny way of bein’ mighty scared of bein’ judged, like a cat in a dog pound!
Well, now, y’all listen up! When it comes to lovin’ folks, we got ourselves a sweet deal. When we show love, it’s like a big ol’ hug that lets us strut right into Judgment Day without a care. Ain’t no fear ’round here, ‘cause we’re feelin’ downright cozy in the love department!
Well, folks, here’s the deal: we know God’s love like a coon knows the woods. If ya believe He loves ya, then ya got that love in ya too! It’s like sweet tea on a hot day – it just makes ya feel good all over. So, let’s just soak it up and spread the joy around!
If’n ya believe that Jesus is the Son of God, then bless yer heart, God’s livin’ in ya, and you’re all snug as a bug in a rug in Him. Ain’t that a fine hoot? Ya got ‘er made, partner! So, let’s spread the love like butter on a hot biscuit! Y’all feelin’ it?
Well now, y’all! We know the Good Lord’s in us ‘cause we got that spirit of His livin’ right inside. Ain’t no doubt about it, folks! When you feel that warm and fuzzy feelin’, that’s Him peepin’ in. So, if we’re smilin’ and lovin’ on each other, we’re doin’ it right, ya hear?
Well, y’see, if we ain’t never laid eyes on God, but we sure can feel Him when we love on each other. Ain’t no way you can claim to be tight with the Good Lord if you can’t even stand your neighbor. So, let’s hug it out – God’s watchin’ us smear ’round the love!
Well now, if God loved us so much, y’all best be lovin’ one another too, like a hound dog loves his master! Ain’t no sense in bein’ grumpy when we got all this lovin’ goin’ round. So grab a jug, hold your kin close, and spread that love like butter on a biscuit, ya hear?
Well now, bless yer heart! God ain’t just lovin’ us ’cause we did stuff right; nope! He loved us fer no reason at all, sendin’ His boy, Jesus, on a wild ride to fix our mess. So, next time ya’re feelin’ low, remember, you’re loved more than a cat loves a sunny spot!
