Rev. Erudite Redneck, B.S., B.S., M.A., M.Div.

Jine me, y'all, in welcoming my good RW friend (although I haven't laid eyes on him in about seven years), Ronholio!

He has jined the world of blogdom! Hip, hip, hooray!

Ronholio is a gentleman, and a scholar -- and he is capable of head-buttin' a 260-pound man onto the cement floor of a Texas beer joint, sendin' beer mug one way and cowboy hat the other, so fast you won't know what hit ya. I hear.

He loves Jesus and his fellow man, but, like myself, he is far removed from the tight-assed kinda socio-cultural fundaMENTALism that turns people off of so many people of faith.

I'm pretty sure he's considerably more conservative than I am, doctrinally. He probably believes in some, in other words. Which matters not a whit to me, because he is my brother in Christ.

I'm pretty sure he, in some ways, ins more conservative than I am politically. But we share a certain kind of libertarian bent.

We have cleaned barns together, handled kids and cattle at livestock shows, drank beer together, picked guitars together, sang together and a lot of other things, although not in a long time. He's a heck of a guy, and he is my friend.

Go see him and his cute (yet manly), almost brand-spankin' new baby boy. And check out a poem Ronholio wrote that shows that becomin' a daddy has renewed his sense that God really is our daddy, "Abba" (not the band).

Tell him ER sent ya.

--ER