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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
Yes. I being poor make me happy.
ReplyDeleteAbsolutely agree! Poor people (not purposely being in poverty) are always more generous, giving and considerate than rich people! Definitely would rather marry a poorer guy! 🩵🩵🩵
ReplyDeleteOh, my! I agree with this to the fullest extent of the law! 🙂 Yeah, rich people get such a bad spirit about them. It’s gross. Poor people are just awesome.(And middle class too, to an extent. Because I guess that’s what we are!
ReplyDelete😁) Funny paper, Hope! 😁 Love it! 🩷
I heard someone make a joke about people living in a double wide and I said enthusiastically that a double wide on some acerage would be my dream! Heehee.
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