OLD PATHS
I liked the old paths,
when
Moms were at home.
Dads were at work.
Brothers went into the
army.
And sisters got married
BEFORE having children!
Crime did not pay;
Hard work did;
And people knew the
difference.
Moms could cook;
Dads would work;
Children would behave.
Husbands were loving;
Wives were supportive;
And children were polite.
Women wore the jewelry;
And Men wore the pants.
Women looked like ladies;
Men looked like gentlemen;
And children looked
decent.
People loved the truth,
And hated a lie;
They came to church to get
IN,
Not to get OUT!
Hymns sounded Godly;
Sermons sounded helpful;
Rejoicing sounded normal;
And crying sounded
sincere.
Cursing was wicked;
Drinking was evil;
and divorce was
unthinkable.
The flag was honored;
America was beautiful;
And God was welcome!
We read the Bible in
public;
Prayed in school;
And preached from house to
house
To be called an American
was worth dying for;
To be called a Christian
was worth living for;
To be called a traitor was
a shame!
Sex was a personal word.
Homosexual was an unheard
of word,
And abortion was an
illegal word.
Preachers preached because
they had a message;
And Christians rejoiced
because they had the VICTORY!
Preachers preached from
the Bible;
Singers sang from the
heart;
And sinners turned to the
Lord to be SAVED!
A new birth meant a new
life;
Salvation meant a changed
life;
Following Christ led to
eternal life.
Being a preacher meant you
proclaimed the word of God;
Being a deacon meant you
would serve the Lord;
Being a Christian meant
you would live for Jesus;
And being a sinner meant
someone was praying for you!
Laws were based on the
Bible;
Homes read the Bible;
And churches taught the
Bible.
Preachers were more
interested in new converts,
Than new clothes and new
cars.
God was worshiped;
Christ was exalted;
and the Holy Spirit was
respected.
Church was where you found
Christians on the Lord's Day,
Rather than in the garden,
on the creek bank, on the golf course,
Or being entertained
somewhere else.
~ Author Unknown ~