Had an encounter with God in a
Hotel room when he begged Him for
Help and deliverance.
He called it his "Chicago Experience."
When Jack returned to his job, he
Approached each of his co-workers and
Told them, "I'm no longer going to tell dirty
Jokes and use bad language. I'm a
Different man."
When God changed his heart, my dear Jack's
Speech changed as well.
As I hear the obscenities shouted in our
Streets, painted on our buildings and
Broadcast on the media, my soul is sickened.
I flinch.
I try to block out the words.
I don't ever want to accept the unacceptable.
The ones who stream the filth reveal that
They lack a vocabulary,
They lack restraint, and
They need a heart transplant.