the wretched fool

The LORD is my cousin.
I got everthing.
He lets me sleep in the barn;
he takes me to the crick;
he keeps me  kickin.
He guides me down the backroads
Fer the sake of his good name.
Even when I hitchhike
through the holler,
I’m not skeered
Cuz you hitchhike with me.
Yer fishin pole and yer stick—
they pertekt me.
You set out cornbread n chicken fer me
right in front of dem bad foke.
You warsh my head in motor oil;
my beer is so full I spilled it!
Yep, goodness and fishin love
will stay with me everday of my life,
and I will hangout at the LORD’s shack
Fer long as I live.

All of us are looking with unveiled faces at the glory of the Lord as if we were looking in a mirror. We are being transformed into that same image from one degree of glory to the next degree of glory. This comes from the Lord, who is the Spirit. 2 Corinthians 3:18 CEB

We’re all given a handful of seeds, the seeds we’re given need to be sown where we are. If we try to plant them in the wrong soil they will not germinate properly. Once your seeds have been sown, you must properly fertilize and tend to them so that when harvest time comes you may have a bountiful harvest.

http://bible.us/2Cor11.16.CEB I repeat, no one should take me for a fool. But if you do, then allow me to be a fool so that I can brag like a fool for a bit. I’m not saying what I’m saying because the Lord tells me to. I’m saying it like I’m a fool. I’m putting my confidence in this business of bragging. Since so many people are bragging based on human standards, that is how I’m going to brag too. Because you, who are so wise, are happy to put up with fools.