THE GOOD OLD FASHIONED WAY

While in my quiet time alone my mind wandered back

To the time I was growing up and never was in lack

My parents worked really had to see that we were fed

To keep a roof over us and we all had our own bed

When Sunday morning came around we went to church each week

After Sunday school we'd go hear the preacher speak

There we learned the hymns of old and to ths very day

I wish I could go back in time to the old fashioned way

When things were so much simpler when we'd sit and talk a bit

And our biggest problem was getting rid of all our zits

Now the world's turned upside down so many things have changed

Some churches now are doing things that's really rather strange

I heard the spirit say to me I remember too when I was welcome in the church

And I was free to do the work I was created for to lead, guide and direct

But instead I've been removed and replaced with disrespect

Yes this makes me angry but more than that  I'm sad

I long to give my children back the joy and peace they had

But I will not force myself into a heart made of stone

I'm tired of rejection and the truth not being known

I am a righteous God no doubt and I am to be revered

If you do not heed my words your hearts will be in fear

In the midst of turmoil my children will be fine

I'm coming soon to get the ones who are truly mine.