He got up and walked to the table where the coffeepot was and poured himself a fresh cup. Then he walked back to his desk and sat down again.”
–Robert J. Thomas (The Reckoning)
Reckon it’s time for some coffee since yuh finally showed up. I’ve been patiently waitin’ for yuh. Grab a cup, yuh know where they are, and while yur there bring over that pot and fill mine up again. I’ve already a cup or two ahead of you this mornin’.
Pard, let me tell yuh, some things just jerk my jaws. I don’t know much ’bout this Toby Keith; only could tell yuh a couple of his songs, but when folks go to cheerin’ the death of someone there’s a problem. Why should I be surprised though? That’s the kind of people that are out there–the same type that stoned the prophets. I’ve been readin’ about ol’ Jeremiah and the time of the captivity of Judah. When you read all the things they did, no wonder God brought judgment to them.
Hananiah, who proclaimed to be the true prophet and not Jeremiah said that things were all hunky-dory. God wouldn’t judge Judah and that the people should just go along. But they were already far gone. The King had not worshiped Yahweh or if he did he mixed it with the religion of the Canaanites. Jehoiakim was a tyrant, who profaned the Word of the Lord. He was a violent man, a man who did not fear God, a man who tattooed his body in defiance of God’s Word, and burned the prophecy of Jeremiah. He allowed the worship of false gods in the land, and even the practice of baby sacrifice to those gods.
Sorry, Pard, didn’t mean to make yur coffee spoil in yur gizzard, but it was a bad time for Judah. But readin’ this has got me to ponderin’ some. We have a person who heads our government who could care less about the Word of God. He would allow baby sacrifice in the form of abortion. Oh, it may not be Molech, Dagon, or Baal, but it is to the sacrifice of self and humanism. Pard, let me tell it to yuh straight and yuh can chew on it for a spell–this country has been warned about it’s turnin’ away from God. It can’t continue to be the country that God ordained it to be if it continues on this chosen course. Again, when people cheer over the death of a man there is something wrong with the morals of those people.
There, I’ve said all I’m goin’ to say on the matter–at least for this Saturday. If’n yuh left any coffee in the pot, I reckon I’ll stroll into the office or my chair and ponder some. Yuh watch yur step and surroundin’s for there’s folks that just might smile if’n they see yuh fallin’ off yur horse ’cause yuh didn’t check yur cinch. Be careful, be ready, and hang on tight.
Vaya con Dios.