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I know - it’s Monday - I’m late with my poem. Please forgive me. I’ll try not to let it happen too much. 
We had a busy day with church and a family reunion 2 hours away that resulted in a late night for the kids. We are still tired. My brain is foggy so I’m just going to post this poem for now. Hopefully I will have time for another post this evening. Plus, I didn’t read any blogs - not even one - yesterday; so I’m slightly blog deprived.
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Our Preacher Is Just Too Hard
Our preacher is just too hard when he preaches. We must laugh, be hugged, entertained, isn’t that what the Bible teaches? Lighten up, preacher, take it easy, cut some corners, they say. But God’s man knows such things won’t cut it on judgment day.
The pastor should ease up on doctrine, and try to just get along; That way all the brethren together could sing the same old song. He makes too much of outdated and costly separation. But God’s man knows he must pass the faith to the next generation.
Preach only the positive, just “Bless ‘em,” and be a man about town. But God’s man knows, in the long run, that will only bring souls down. Get the people, no matter the cost, nickels and noses is the game, But with the prophets, the apostles, and Jesus, it wasn’t the same.
And why oh why must he always defend that old black Book? He always says in the Authorized only we should look. It seems to us that other versions do just as well. But God’s man knows that twisted Scripture surely leads to hell.
Brimstone, Bible education, loud preaching, it’s all a lot of prattle. But God’s man knows, folks fall away if their cage he doesn’t rattle. Make it smooth, leave out parts of the Bible, those things that scatter. But God’s man knows, it’s all God’s Word and that ought to matter.
And does it really count how the members live and dress? But God’s man knows that’s why the country is in such a mess. Oh dearly beloved, let us faithfully the old paths trod. We’ll be very glad we did when, at the end, we face God.
— Pastor Clayton Doss
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