You Can Only Be A True Georgian If...

Written by Ed Williams

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You understand thatrepparttar word “Coke” can mean almost any kind of soft drink product.

You want to whup anyone who tries to inject political viewpoints or causes intorepparttar 105579 Masters Golf Tournament.

You hearrepparttar 105580 word “grits,” and you either think about a bowl and a spoon or Deborah Ford.

You understand that a cold beer is a good beer, and thatrepparttar 105581 worst make-out session you’ve ever participated in was still pretty darn good.

You’re convinced that if a college football team outside ofrepparttar 105582 South is picked to be national champion thatrepparttar 105583 whole system is rigged.

You still have a hankerin’ for a ‘76 black Trans-Am.

You understand why pecan syrup isrepparttar 105584 best thing inrepparttar 105585 world to put on pancakes or waffles.

You smile when you think about Chastain Park orrepparttar 105586 Fox Theatre, and you smile even more when you think about Little Richard putting on a show in either.

You’ve eaten atrepparttar 105587 Corkscrew Cafe up in Dahlonega.

You know that there’s nothing sweeter than a Georgia peach, and you really don’t care how that gets interpreted.

You fret aloud about how much food you’re going to need to lay in whenrepparttar 105588 weather forecaster tells you that a winter storm front may dump up to half an inch of snow in your area.

You’d never admit it, but even though you’re a Georgia fan you wanted to see Georgia Tech winrepparttar 105589 NCAA basketball championship this past year because they’re from our great state.

The word Nancy Hanks means more to you than justrepparttar 105590 name of a woman.

You might argue which hot dog isrepparttar 105591 best, Nu-Way orrepparttar 105592 Varsity, but down deep you thank God that they’re both served right here in Georgia.

You’d rather kiss an ape’s pink heiny than make that all important business trip up to New Jersey.

You well understand whatrepparttar 105593 difference is between “sippin’ wine” and “chuggin’ wine.”

You cuss kudzu and are sort of weirdly proud of it all atrepparttar 105594 same time...

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‘I'm Not A Christian, But I Play One On Sunday'

Written by Rev. James L. Snyder

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I could tell Ralph knew God about as well as I knewrepparttar President ofrepparttar 105578 United States. It was then an idea hit me.

While he talked to me, I was trying to figure out how I could convince him that he really didn't know God. Sure, he knew a lot of things about God and could quote a bushel full of Bible verses as though that would impress me. Entrance into heaven is not contingent upon impressing some preacher.

I knew Ralph really did not know God personally. My problem was to persuade him of that fact.

It's almost like someone who smokes cigarettes trying to convince someone who doesn't smoke that they don't smoke. The smoker does not smellrepparttar 105579 smoke butrepparttar 105580 non-smoker smells it right away. Similarly, I can readily tell when someone doesn't know God personally.

As we were talking, an idea came to mind. Ralph was sitting across my desk from me and between us was my telephone. So I said to Ralph, "Do you knowrepparttar 105581 President ofrepparttar 105582 United States?"

Ralph looked at me a little perplexed with this question out ofrepparttar 105583 blue and said, "Sure, I do. It's George W. Bush."

"Great," I said pushingrepparttar 105584 telephone towards him, "use my telephone and call him for me."

He laughed and pushedrepparttar 105585 telephone back.

Thrustingrepparttar 105586 phone back toward him I said, "You do knowrepparttar 105587 President ofrepparttar 105588 United States, don't you?"

He laughed a nervous little chuckle. "The president ofrepparttar 105589 United States is George W. Bush." Then he shovedrepparttar 105590 phone back toward me.

"You know him?" I persisted. As he nodded inrepparttar 105591 affirmative, a worried look embraced his face. I could see he didn't quite understand what I was getting at.

"Ralph," I explained, "you may know whorepparttar 105592 President ofrepparttar 105593 United States is and you may know a lot about him. But you don't know George W. Bush enough to call him onrepparttar 105594 phone."

People who say they know God only know things about God. People who say they know Jesus Christ only know things about him. If you don't know God enough to reach Him when you need Him, you don't know Him at all.

I likerepparttar 105595 Apostle Paul's testimony. He said, "That I may know him, andrepparttar 105596 power of his resurrection, andrepparttar 105597 fellowship of his sufferings, being made conformable unto his death;" (Philippians 3:10 KJV.)

A friend of mine has a favorite saying that he likes to quote; "Either Jesus is Lord of all or he is not Lord at all." That about sums uprepparttar 105598 whole matter.

Rev. James L. Snyder.

Reverend Snyder is currently ministering at the "Family of God Fellowship" in Ocala, Florida. More of his articles are available for reprint at his website: Rev. Snyder is available as a guest speaker. He writes a weekly column and is the author of "You Can Always Tell a Pastor; But Not Very Much " available at:

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