Nice to have celebs in town...
No it was not Brittney. No Paris. It was none other than Alan Keyes, former presidential candidate and one of the many fine stars of the Borat movie.
Keyes was in town with a traveling roadshow called Vision America. They met at the civic center here in town and while the Lufkin Daily News (those pinko liberals) reported the turn out of 300, half the available seats, as "slim," I prefer to think of that number as just the right size lynch mob.
Keyes seemed to have a message which he touted as religious in nature, but I must admit has not been brought out in the Gospel readings we use at my church. The Daily News reports that Keyes said that Christians were not required to love everybody and should hate evil doers while loving God and their neighbors.
Now I got to admit, there are some folks out there that are not easy to love. I kind of have the picture in my mind of an old boy on the other side of the gas pump at the station the other day. Black cowboy hat, an earring in each ear, rough denim shirt and pants, draining mother Earth into a big old truck. Hard to love I bet. Be a lot easier to lump him in with those evil doers I'd think.
But then maybe that's the problem. Or maybe not a problem. Seems it has already been decided who sorts the sheep from the goats. I don't have to worry about that.
And my neighbors? Well that's Buford and Brenda.
Keyes was in town with a traveling roadshow called Vision America. They met at the civic center here in town and while the Lufkin Daily News (those pinko liberals) reported the turn out of 300, half the available seats, as "slim," I prefer to think of that number as just the right size lynch mob.
Keyes seemed to have a message which he touted as religious in nature, but I must admit has not been brought out in the Gospel readings we use at my church. The Daily News reports that Keyes said that Christians were not required to love everybody and should hate evil doers while loving God and their neighbors.
Now I got to admit, there are some folks out there that are not easy to love. I kind of have the picture in my mind of an old boy on the other side of the gas pump at the station the other day. Black cowboy hat, an earring in each ear, rough denim shirt and pants, draining mother Earth into a big old truck. Hard to love I bet. Be a lot easier to lump him in with those evil doers I'd think.
But then maybe that's the problem. Or maybe not a problem. Seems it has already been decided who sorts the sheep from the goats. I don't have to worry about that.
And my neighbors? Well that's Buford and Brenda.
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