It wasn’t a minute he was back with two cups of coffee. I was relishing a cup. He let me take a few sips; it was hot, strong, and black. ‘Ahhh,’ came a sigh from my being.”
–D.C. Adkisson (Redemption)
Whooee, Pard, it’s already two weeks into 2023. Yuh must be doin’ good, checked yur cinch every time yuh mounted. Proud of yuh, Son, yur doin’ good. Another year in front of yuh, an’ if’n yuh keep practicin’ what yuh’ve been taught yuh just might make it ’til December, the good Lord willin’ and if He tarries.
Some good, hot, strong coffee this mornin’. Black, and strong enough to settle the gizzard. What’s that? Yuh was tempted last week to have a cino? Or just some honey in yur coffee? The thing is, did yuh succumb? Temptation ain’t wrong long as we don’t play around with it, or give in. Yuh picked up the bottle of honey an’ had to lick it from yur fingers didn’t yuh? One thing, no matter how careful one is, if yuh pick up a honey bottle yur bound to get some on yur fingers. That’s just the way it is. Tastes good don’t it? But it’s not for coffee drinkin’.
Speakin’ of honey, I’m reminded of that ol’ song by Brother Graves, “Oh, there’s Honey in the Rock my brother, There’s Honey in the Rock for you…” Yuh remember that? Almost would get me cloggin’ in the kitchen, but ‘fraid I might throw out my hip.
The Lord sure is good. Why, He’s allowed us to have some communion together, go ‘head taste that brew. I guarantee it will delight you. Ahhh, nice to sit and jaw a spell with yuh this Saturday mornin’. It’s good to rest with an ol’ pard, drink some coffee, and ponder the goodness of the Lord. Back to the Lord tarryin’ His comin’. . . I know He is patient and waitin’ for the last one to be saved, but my mercy, the things that are happenin’, well, He can’t be waitin’ much longer. Did yuh hear ’bout the Drag Queen preachin’ in the church? Shame, upon shame. Makes me tremble to think of that.
But you an’ me, Pard, we’re goin’ to be holdin’ steady ’til He comes for us. Went to the Doc as was told that my heart is still tickin’, but that don’t relieve the aches and pains. In fact, the Doc said that I looked good on the outside, not to brag, but wasn’t so sure of my innards. Right now everythin’ is still workin’ so I’m not goin’ to fret over it. I’ll just put my trust in the hand of the Lord, sip some good coffee and enjoy my day.
See yuh on down the road Pard, make sure yuh don’t take the wrong fork in the road. Keep one eye on the eastern sky an’ the other on the horizon. Don’t be goin’ cockeyed, but what I’m tellin’ yuh Pard is be ready. The Lord surely is comin’.
Vaya con Dios.