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 I Once Was Blind But Now I See

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Remember the Good Old Days



When I was small the haircuts were only twenty-five cents.
There was a time when the school had a time of prayer.
The music is something today so much unlike the music of yesteryear.
You can't even tell what is music and what is not.
The good food we had yesteryear is no longer available.
Everything is pre-packaged.
There is no scratch anymore for it is all in a box.
If we don' t stop there will be nothing left of the old days for they will become extinct.
What's worse is there is no more speaking about God for the people as  a whole say God is dead.
This is a fallacy and totally wrong.
Good times are treasures which are temporal.
Give your best to the Lord and accept the times as something you can't really live without.
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