He stopped talking and seemed to be grateful to just sit and sip his coffee for the moment.”
–Nathan Wright (The Return)
Sorry for my mutterin’ and shakin’ my head when yuh came in. The coffee’s hot, come on in and get a cup. While yur a-pourin’, I’ll say out loud what I was mutterin’ — Pard, there’s strange things happenin’ in the land. Go ahead and take a sip, while I tell yuh what I was ponderin’. Strange! Strange, ’cause it’s unnatural, plus the fact that’s it’s downright immoral.
What am I talkin’ about? Let me take a swaller, and I’ll tell yuh. I don’t watch the news as it gets the bile a runnin’ in my gizzard, and seldom read the news for it causes my liver to quiver, but I came across a couple of things this past week. The fellow’s name is Kirby and he’s some kind of spokeman, maybe for the Department of Defense. He made the followin’ statement, “LGBTQ+ rights are a core part of our foreign policy.” My mercy, Pard! What happened to Biblical morality as bein’ a core part of our foreign policy? Sendin’ out missionaries…?
I need another swaller ‘fore goin’. I saw a photo and my ol’ gizzard jumped up in a conniption fit. Thought I was goin’ to spew it out like the Lord said He would do in regard to the lukewarm church in Revelation. The “thing’s” name is Leigh Finke and it was named the “Woman of the Year” for Minnesota. My, my, it/he/she was prancin’ around with pink hair, earrings a-danglin’, and lipstick. Talk about depraved minds. Makes me wonder, how long, Lord, how long?
If’n that wasn’t enough to get my innards all riled up, we have to be concerned about the bankin’ system. Pard, they’re after yur money, but more than that they’re wantin’ to set up a system. A no-good system at that. Good ol’ Ted Cruz is tryin’ to combat it by introducin’ a bill to prevent the government from establishin’ a central bank digital currency.
Pard, the “mark” is comin’ sooner or later. Sure ‘nough makes a body want to have their guns clean and close t’ hand, as well as their soul clean and ready for the comin’ of the Lord.
Well, all of that bein’ said, I made it through the week. That’s enough of that stuff. Where are the prophets? What has happened to the pulpit? But, all that cryin’ aside, it has to be. All these things must come to pass before the trumpet sounds, but I think the ol’ archangel is gettin’ ready to shout. Pard, yuh be sure that yur spiritual cinch is tight for there may be a whirlwind before the blast of that trumpet.
Vaya con Dios.