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The Sermon
"Folks, here the way it be. You see, God, he made all the stuff. He own it all. So, he get to make the rules up any which way he want. He be a good guy but a strict one. He figure since he the boss, you not salute no other boss except he. And don't make no idols or nothing of that sort. That really causes him headache. So, don't be doing none a that, okay? Well, okay or no, don't or you sure going to hell on greased wheels, I tell you that. Don't do no fibbing. God, he don't like fibbers. Lie to one you lie to another. Next thing, no telling when you not lying. Tell the truth. Now, you can say to the missus she pretty when she be ugly as a dead toad. That not really lying. That be more like self-defense. Another one is, since we talking wife's, leave other ones be. Don't be messsing around or God sure going to remember you when you die. Mess around with wrong wife that be sooner than later, especially don't mess with Ole Hank's woman. He a mean polecat with a big gun and a good aim. Besides, his wife look like road kill anyways. Ain't your, don't take it like it were your. It ain't so let it be. God don't go for stealing. He especially don't like stealing from the collection plate. You hear that, Jimmy Boyd? If I know it, you better believe God know it. Don't go around shooting folks dead just for no reason at all. God don't like that neither. If you got to kill somebody make sure you got a good resson and a good lawyer. Remember the lawyer part even if God don't mention it. Bless each and everyone of you and dig deep in them pockets". |