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former rh296 on TBD and Eons. Met the person that won the war on static cling.Sorry, I'm tied up right now trying to save the family farm. Looking for someone that feels like working on Wildlife habitat and fixen fence for $10 hour, lodging, meals, kolaches and all the beer you can drink and pecan you can pick after dark. I'm just a country boy that works and lives in Houston during week and spends most weekends on farm. My farm is so poor it takes 5 acres just to rust a nail. I'm also into Wildlife Management because the squirrels eat my pecans and deer keep eating everything I plant except my Tifton-85 grass I planted. I walk to work.Lord help me be the kind of person my former wife's dog thinks I am.I am still rh296 on Eons.comI'm Here ForMeeting new peopleFriendshipAdviseNetworkingSupportJust Having FunInterestsTexas history, cattle, humor, travel, movies, food, pecans, kolaches, insurance, Germany, Real estate, Friends, God, Fun, banking, Wildlife Management, 4-H Leader, Prussia.ExperienceReal Estate Appraisal, I know just enough about everything to be annoying but not enough to be an expert.
I ain’t much good at prayin’, and You may not know me, Lord — For I ain’t much seen in churches, where they preach Thy Holy Word. But you may have observed me out here on the lonely plains, A-lookin’ after cattle, feelin’ thankful when it rains.
Admirin’ Thy great handiwork.
The miracle of the grass, Aware of Thy kind Spirit, in the way it comes to pass That hired men on horseback and the livestock that we tend Can look up at the stars at night, and know we’ve got a Friend.
So here’s ol’ Christmas comin’ on, remindin’ us again Of Him whose coming brought good will into the hearts of men. A cowboy ain’t a preacher, Lord, but if You’ll hear my prayer, I’ll ask as good as we have got for all men everywhere.
Don’t let no hearts be bitter, Lord. Don’t let no child be cold. Make easy the beds for them that’s sick and them that’s weak and old. Let kindness bless the trail we ride, no matter what we’re after, And sorter keep us on Your side, in tears as well as laughter.
I’ve seen ol’ cows a-starvin’ — and it ain’t no happy sight; Please don’t leave no one hungry, Lord, on Thy Good Christmas Night — No man, no child, no woman, and no critter on four feet I’ll do my doggone best to help you find ’em chuck to eat.
I’m just a sinful cowpoke, Lord — ain’t got no business prayin’ But still I hope you’ll ketch a word or two, of what I’m sayin’: We speak of Merry Christmas, Lord—
I reckon You’ll agree —
There ain’t no Merry Christmas for nobody that ain’t free! So one thing more I ask You, Lord: just help us what You can To save some seeds of freedom for the future Sons of Man!