Playing church can get boring. You learn the routine; you do the same thing every Sunday. After a while, it’s not very exciting anymore, so mentally you drift off to find more stimulating pursuits. You don’t leave, but it just doesn’t do anything for you anymore. You now explore other interests.
There’s bound to be a pot of gold at the end of that rainbow. There’s bound to be a better life just over that hill.
Grandpa Tell Me About The Good Old Days
Judds
Grandpa, tell me ’bout the good old days
Sometimes it feels like
This world’s gone crazy
Grandpa, take me back to yesterday
When the line between right and wrong
Didn’t seem so hazy
Isaiah 5:20-21
Woe to those who call evil good and good evil, who put darkness for light and light for darkness, who put bitter for sweet and sweet for bitter! Woe to those who are wise in their own eyes, and shrewd in their own sight!
The Bible teaches right from wrong. Give it some thought.
Gary