I’m gonna rant and rave. And, although I can’t speak for him (especially since he’s got other things on his mind besides music, these days) I think Buddy Holly would back me up on this. If you’ve never heard of Buddy Holly, or don’t know any of his music, that reference is gonna be way over your ears. Anyway… My rant and rave is … The rest of the story…
I think there’s a good chance that I have a tendency to pray for me more than I pray for you. I know, I know. It’s totally selfish. And I don’t feel good about it. But, hey, at least I’m admitting my shortcoming. And that goes on the “good” side of my ledger. Right? And it’s not about “stuff” when I pray for me. … The rest of the story…
There’s more to life than stuff. OK. There. I said it. And I defy you (or anyone) to prove me wrong. Because you can’t. Yeah, there’s more to life than fixins. Fixins are just a Southern way of sayin’ stuff. Not that I have anything against stuff. Believe me. I’ve got plenty of stuff. Just like most Americans. More than I need. And even … The rest of the story…