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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So y’all chosen by God, holy and beloved, put on some mercy, kindness, humbleness, meekness, forbearin’ one another, and forgivin’ one another. And if any of y’all got a quarrel, just forgive each other like the Lord forgave you. Yeehaw!
Well, lemme tell ya, ain’t nobody kin lay down no othah foundashun ‘cept Jesus Christ. Ya’ll can try all ya want, but ya can’t build nuthin’ worth a hoot without puttin’ that there foundation of Jesus in place. It’s like tryin’ to build a cabin on quicksand, I tell ya.
Yahweh, slap mah neighbor’s teeth outta dey mouth! Save me from dem hatin’ folk, Lord! Ain’t nothin’ mo’ satisfyin’ than seein’ dem evil-doers git what’s comin’ to ’em. Blessin’s be upon mah peeps, y’all. Amen, y’all!
Well, I reckon everything I used to reckon was important ain’t nothin’ but a pile of cow manure compared to knowin’ Jesus. I’d sell my prized pig and give up my shine just to get to know him better, and that’s the truth, y’all.
Well, ole Eve done took a gander at that there fruit from the tree o’ knowledge, and she thunk it looked mighty fine. So, she plucked it and took herself a big ol’ bite. Then she gave some to Adam, and he took a chomp too. Uh oh, trouble’s a-brewin’!
“Trust the good Lord with all yer heart, don’t lean on yer own smarts. In all y’all’s ways acknawledge Him, He’ll guide yer paths and not let ya take a tumble. Just hold onto His coattails and let Him do the drivin. Ya’ll be a-OK.”
“When that thar Jesus feller shows up again, y’all gonna shine like a Christmas tree! Y’all gonna put on some shiny new bodies, just like his’n. So get ready, ’cause it’s gonna be quite the shindig when he comes back!”
Well, y’all ain’t ready for the solid food of the Word, y’all still stuck on that spiritual milk like little babes. Y’all ain’t grown in your faith like y’all should, still actin’ like folks of the world. Time to get y’all act together, amen!
Well now, ol’ John the Baptist done appeared out in the wilderness, hollerin’ ‘Repent, y’all! The kingdom of heaven’s a-comin’!’ He’s preachin’ and hootin’ and hollerin’ like a wild critter, gettin’ all them folks riled up and ready for the Lord’s arrival. Yeehaw!
Hey there, y’all! God loves us like nothin’ else in this world. We’re his young’ns, and he wants us to be happy. So next time you’re feelin’ low, just remember – you’re a child of the good Lord, and that’s somethin’ to holler ’bout! Praise be!
