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The Grass Was Dead on the Other Side WARNING: Do NOT read this post if you plan on being proud and rejecting what you read! Hell will be hotter for you. DO CONTINUE to read if you have a soft and humble heart. This post contains a VERY IMPORTANT MESSAGE.  Amen.  Isaiah 40:6-8, " The voice said, Cry. And he said, What shall I cry? All flesh is grass, and all the goodliness thereof is as the flower of the field: The grass withereth, the flower fadeth: because the spirit of the Lord bloweth upon it: surely the people is grass. The grass withereth, the flower fadeth: but the word of our God shall stand for ever." I always wanted to be a princess. All of my young girl dreams were filled with royal princes, fighting knights, dancing ballerinas, handsome kings, and beautiful queens. A dreamer by nature, with a wild imagination (runs in the family), I spent my youth dressing up, dancing, and playing “princess” games with my sisters. Castles were incredible to me

Once upon a time...

Hello folks! :) Stopping by blogger world to do a short post. Hope you're all well. I've been enjoying teaching my younger siblings school- in between work. Fun.

"Once upon a time."

Once upon a time, women actually guarded their hearts and didn't just throw it out to every guy they met. Once upon a time, men actually took the challenge of winning a heart as a privilege and weren't offended if a girl was careful and guarded in her emotions. Once upon a time, purity was prized and kept safe against anything impure or nasty. 


 Once upon a time, women  actually blushed, enjoyed being pretty and feminine, were shamefaced, didn't hunt guys down, and had respect enough for themselves to not dress like a prostitute. 
Once upon a time, princesses were wooed and won by their brave princes. 
Once upon a time, parents  were respected and the elderly were honored. 
Once upon a time, men held doors open for women and respected them as weaker vessels.
 Once upon a time, young ladies would never initiate  a conversation with a man, be alone with a man, flirt carelessly, and they never talked about anything personal- maintaining their feminine mystique. 
Once upon a time, people recognized the difference between men and women.
Once upon a time, men initiated relationships and actually led  the woman. 
Once upon a time, patience was a learned art form. 
Once upon a time, women were lovely and easy to love. 
Once upon a time, people would work hard and enjoy the fruit of their labour. 
Once upon a time, families loved each other.
Once upon a time, courtship was normal and dating would've made even the heathen blush.
 And Once upon a time, real christians really loved God. 
Maybe we should ask for the old paths?

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