dhalltoyo
Veteran Expediter
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;
Drugs were for illness;
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!
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.
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.
I still like the old paths
the best!
AMEN!
