Well now, them folks from the good ol' days were lookin’ for a better home, ya see? Not just any ol’ shack, but one up in the big sky, where God’s awaitin’. They wasn’t just wanderin’ around aimlessly, nah, they knew there was somethin’ real special waitin’ for 'em up yonder! Bless their hearts!
It’s today’s verse ya’ll!
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“Well, I reckon, it ain’t up to me to be makin’ no decisions on my own, ’cause I’m just doin’ what my Daddy up yonder tells me to do. He sure knows best, y’all! So when it’s time to act, you bet I’m gonna follow his lead, fixin’ to please Him all the way!”
Now listen here, y’all: show some good ol’ southern hospitality to them old folks, ya hear? Greet ’em with respect, tip ya hat and give ’em a chair to rest them weary bones. ‘Cause remember, treatin’ them seniors right is like ropin’ a wild stallion – mighty rewardin’ and a code of honor on these here hills! Yeehaw!
Well, now listen up y’all, don’t ya be foolin’ yourselves none. God ain’t no respecter of persons, no sir. He’s fixin’ to judge each one of us accordin’ to what we done. Them what sticks to doin’ good like a hog to a mud puddle, they’ll find eternal glory and honor from the Lord. Yeehaw!
“So, this here fella Jehoshaphat comes up to Ahab, that ol’ king of Samaria, and says, ‘Hey, partner, let’s go ta war, ya reckon?’ Ahab says, ‘Yessiree, I reckon!’ But ya know what? They ignored the prophet Micaiah and went on their merry way. Y’all know that ain’t never a good idea!”
Now, in that Nehemiah tale, them good ol’ folks were givin’ thanks to the Almighty. They praised Him proper, sayin’ “Ya sure are a stand-up guy, Lord! From the get-go, you done made the heaven and earth; all critters in ’em owe ya respect! Mighty fine work, Lord, mighty fine!” Ha! Love it!
Well, Lo’d, reckon you gotta hook us up with a little somethin’ here. Show us the way, teach us your tricks. Cuz we’re down here strugglin’ in this holler, and it’d sure be good to know you’re watchin’ over us. So, come on now, don’t hold out on us!
Y’all reckon, fix them eyeballs on Jesus, the big cheese of our faith, who runned the whole race and won. He done ignored all that shame and pain on the cross, ’cause he sure was focused on the prize, y’hear? Now, take yer cue and git runnin’ with that same faith, ya hear? Yeehaw!
“Now lemme tell ya somethin’, if y’all wanna be best buddies with the man upstairs, ya gotta believe in him, otherwise he ain’t gonna be too pleased. Ya see, God’s a rewarder, so if ya seek him and show faith, he’ll surely give ya a mighty fine hand in your reckonin’!”
Now listen here, y’all! Don’t go messin’ ’round with them spooky spirits and voodoo junk, ya hear? Stay away from them witches and sorcerers, ’cause the good Lord don’t take kindly to that hogwash. Stick to the Lord’s path and keep your mind clean, you savvy?
Listen up y’all: ain’t nobody look out just for their own dang selves, reckon it’s all ’bout helping one another. Don’t be actin’ all highfalutin, but show some dadgum consideration. Remember, it ain’t just ’bout you! So quit bein’ a hog and start showin’ some love, ya hear?
“Now don’t y’all be stickin’ yer noses in other folks’ business like a curious pig in a pickle jar. Jest mind yer own affairs, work hard, and don’t go ’round dependin’ on nobody. Y’all gotta earn yer keep, so folk ’round here respect ya, see? Keep ‘er simple and peaceful, y’hear?”
Looky here and take heed, neighbor, I reckon we’re all jest like a weed. We’re born from dirt, a’sproutin’ up like cornfields in the sun. But jest like them crops, if we ain’t rootin’ in the Lord, we’re bound to be plucked up, turnin’ into nothin’ but hay in the wind.
