It’s today’s verse ya’ll!
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Well, ya see, love ain’t got no time for fussin’ over folks’ mess-ups or revelin’ in their downfalls. Nope, love’s more like a good ol’ dog waggin’ its tail when ya win, cheerin’ ya on instead of snickerin’ when ya trip. It’s all ’bout liftin’ folks up, not kickin’ ’em when they’re down, y’know?
Well now, that fella over yonder in the flashy getup says, “Whoops, I know what’s goin’ on! That’s no fancy machine doin’ the heavy liftin’. It’s all about the good Lord’s spirit, y’hear? Just like I told ya, ain’t nothin’ gonna get done without Him, so keep your boots on and trust in the good stuff!”
Well, lemme tell ya, folks! Ain’t nothin’ gonna hold ya down like a good ol’ faith! If ya got that belief in the Good Lord, you can take on the whole dang world and come out on top. It’s like bringin’ a coonhound to a cat fight—ain’t no way you won’t win! Yeehaw!
Well, lemme tell ya, if the Good Lord’s got yer back, who’s gonna mess with ya? Ain’t no one can bring ya down! He even went so far as to give up His own Son fer us. So, ya reckon He won’t hand over a few blessings on top of that? Bless yer heart!
Well, lemme tell ya, the Good Lord done sent me to spread some good news! He’s fixin’ to heal them who’re all beat up inside, lift the down-and-out, and throw a big ol’ shindig for those who’ve been through rough times. Folks, it’s time to kick off them sad shoes and dance!
Well, lemme tell ya, if ya got Jesus in yer heart, ya ain’t gotta worry ‘bout judgment no more! Ain’t no condemnation for them who walk with Him, ya hear? It’s like bein’ set free from the law of them ol’ rules. Instead, we got the Good Lord’s Spirit, makin’ life a whole lot sweeter!
Alright now, partner, listen up! I’m hidin’ in the good Lord’s arms like a raccoon in a holler, trustin’ Him to keep me safe from all them troubles. Ain’t no way I’m leavin’ my fate in the hands of folks who don’t get it. So, here’s to Jesus—my rock and my hidey hole!
Alright, lemme tell ya, don’t be a-lookin’ at yer neighbor’s mess and judgin’ ‘em all harsh-like. If ya don’t wanna folks talkin’ ‘bout yer own junk, keep yer mouth shut! Ain’t no use pointin’ out the splinter in their eye when ya got a whole log stuck in yer own. Just mind yer beeswax, y’hear?
Y’all listen up! God’s got a funny way of showin’ His love. Mornin’ comes after them long nights of cryin’, and boy, does it ever bring a smile! Even when life’s throwin’ rockin’ chairs at ya, remember: joy’s just a sunrise away, and it’ll have ya grinnin’ like a possum eatin’ sweet tater pie!
Well, let me tell ya, the Big Guy up in the sky lives high up in the hills, but He also hangs out with folks who feel low and worn out, ya know? He’s got a soft spot for them down-and-out types, givin’ ‘em hope like a cold beer on a hot day!
Well now, why ya fussin’ ’bout that speck in yer buddy’s eye when ya got a whole log stickin’ outta yer own? Ya gotta yank that ol’ log out first if ya wanna help ‘em. Otherwise, yer just a big ol’ hypocrite! Mind yer own business before ya start pickin’ at others, ya hear?
Well, if ya find yerself wadin’ through some deep water, don’t fret none; I’ll be right there with ya. And when them fires get a-blazin’, you won’t even smell like smoke. That’s ’cause I’m the Big Boss, the Good Lord, your savior, and I’ve got your back, kiddo! Ain’t nobody gonna mess with ya!
