I went into the kitchen and poured a cup of coffee and came back to sit at the table and began to ponder on what I knew.”
–D.C. Adkisson (Redemption)
“Well, this world is not my home, I’m just a-passin’ through…” Come in this kitchen, Pard. Coffee’s hot and strong, not for weaklin’s. Yuh caught me singin’ again. The missus and I went to a funeral over in that there Cajun Land, place called Baton Rouge, the other day. Another good one has crossed over the Great Divide, and we thought that the ol’ steel silver mount hadn’t been rid for a while so we took off. Good to see folk that played a part in our lives.
For shore, she’s with the Lord and in a better place. They more I see things happenin’ the more I wonder why the Lord tarries. Course I know, He’s a-waitin’ for the last one to say “yes.” But that don’t mean that judgment might not be comin’. Why we have the House of Representatives, those people who are supposed to represent the people, declaring that they know better than God. They passed a bill sayin’ that same-sex marriage is okay. My mercy, the Lord done declared that marriage is between a man and a woman.
Go ahead and drink yur coffee, I’m doin’ some preachifyin’. Seems to me that instead of becomin’ brighter their lamp is pretty dim. Anyone who dares put themselves up over God is in for a real fixin’ when He finally decides to bring judgment. Then I saw that the dictionary is becomin’ what they are callin’ “woke.” What a foolish term, for they are more asleep to reality and the things of God. Wish that they would be “woke, and see what they’re doin’. But those folks who write the dictionary and make up all them words has said that a female is now “having a gender identity that is the opposite of male,” and that a girl is “a person whose gender identity is female.” Pard, a woman is a woman because God made them that way.