Coffee Percs

After taking a sip of the hot coffee, I set the cup down gently and wiped my moustache.”

                    –D.C. Adkisson (The Shepherd)
 
Well, good mornin’ to yuh, Pard.  I wasn’t sure if yuh’d make it or not.  I’ve been sittin’ here, contemplatin’ and wonderin’ if’n yuh were comin’ on over.  I’ve drunk a cup, but the pot is still fresh an’ almost full.  Grab yurself a cup and partake.
       Been doin’ a heap of thinkin’ about Father’s Day.  Yuh know the Father is perhaps the most maligned person in our society.  He’s the joke of sitcoms, and yet he is supposed to be the provider of the household.  But then again, the traditional family is being disregarded as well.  Shame, and downright dangerous the way some folks are playin’ with the way God intended for things to be.  
       I remember someone, many years ago, told me to get in touch with my feminine side.  I went an’ hugged my wife.  She is my feminine side–together we are one.  Nowadays, folks are wantin’ a man to be something he ain’t supposed to be.  God created man and woman, each with particular roles.  Man is born to protect, care, and provide, not to try to figure out what gender he is.  He is to help progenate children, then leave them a godly legacy.
       Pard, a man likes strong coffee, of that I’m sure.  It’s not a requirement, but it’s sort of a liniment for the innards.  If’n he doesn’t have that juice a flowin’ makin’ his innards work, he’s got to come up with something.  Hmmm, maybe it’s those cinos they’re drinkin’ now that’s causin’ them to question their manhood.  Nah, it’s the deceiving lies of the devil.  The devil wants to abolish the concept of man (read C.S. Lewis, The Abolition of Man).  
       Man was created in the image of God.  To think and act otherwise is to taint what God has created.  It is another way that humanbein’s mock God.  Man is to take care of his family, to be the priest of his home.  Yet all around there are those who are tryin’ either to usurp his manhood, or change him into somethin’ God never intended.
       Pard, when yuh get up in yur saddle, after yuh checked yur cinch, sit tall.  Remember who yuh are in God’s sight–yur a man.  To the ladies readin’ this, hold yur shoulders back and thank the good Lord, He made yuh the way He wanted.  To not do that is to throw mud in God’s eye.  He don’t like that, and He won’t allow it for long.  Laugh and scoff, but there was a reason for the destruction of Sodom and Gomorrah.
       Whew…I done said all that I’m goin’ to this mornin’.  The pot’s empty, and yur most likely tired of my goin’s on.  Have yurself a good week, in the Lord.
        Vaya con Dios.