Locust Grove
“Will all visitors
please stand and state your name?”
“Again, will all
visitors please stand, and state your name?”
“You, in the middle, you
may start us off!”
My name is Raymond
Maxwell.
“Raymond Maxwell, are
you Raymond’s boy?”
Yes sir, I am. They went to Jackson Methodist,
down the road a piece. But my grandmother was a
member here, and my Aunt
Roxie, and my Aunt Liza.
“So, brother Raymond,
what is your testimony today?”
Well, I didn’t exactly
come prepared…
“What you mean,
prepared? Your grandmother would have
testified.
“Yeah, brother Raymond,
she and her sisters, they all would testify!”
“Yeah, brother Raymond,
you gotta testify!”
ok. OK!
If Grandma Lena were
here today,
She would call this is a
beautiful day,
And she’d say our God is
a Gracious Master.
But she would warn us
“judgment is turned
backwards,
and justice standeth
afar off …”
She would tell us
“truth is fallen in the
streets,
and equity cannot
enter…”
Then she would pause,
and squint,
and look each member of
the congregation
in the eye –
And she would say, “Truth
faileth,
and he that departeth
from evil
maketh himself a prey…”
And she would report
that the Gracious Master
saw what was going on,
and it displeased him
that there was no
judgment –
“And he saw that there
was no man,
and he wondered why
there was no intercessor –
And her eyes would
brighten,
and she would tell us
that the Lord’s
own right arm brought
him salvation,
and his righteous, it
sustained him…
and that we needed to do
the same.
That is what she would
tell you today.
That is my
testimony.
7/14/2013
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