There are still good men…

 So, the other night I had a pleasant time with some of my family going out for a birthday dinner… It was quite nice, but the peaceful atmosphere was suddenly a little bit ruined when a group of 4 guys sat behind me. The second they sit down, they start talking about how many girls they’ve !@*#!++# up in one night, what a great time they had at Oscars party, why they don’t like Abby because “Her parents literally check her phone every single night, dude!” “Are you blanking kidding?! How weird!” And “She keeps saying you’re getting me in trouble! So I can’t even say anything fun to her!”

I heard more than I needed to hear. All about one subject, and one thing alone… Fornicating. 

Filthy, vile, dirty garbage pouring out of their mouths. And no, they weren’t ashamed, they were as loud as could be heard. 

Later, we were on our way out and my Dad was like, “Those we’re some rowdy guys. Why don’t you go give them a gospel tract?”

“Oh, well, I…”

“Go ahead they’ll take it from you!”

Oh, well, they certainly need it! 

I head over and this group of hoodlums turn into “saints.”

I hand them each a gospel tract and told them whatever they do, to not die without Jesus Christ being their personal Lord and Saviour. 

Echoes of the “saintly men” start to pour out their kind, decency: 

Yes ma’am, I’m a Christian! Oh, thank you!

 Then with a nasty little smile one says, “Heeey, is this a dating offer?!”

“No! It’s most certainly not!”

Like, how sick. I know exactly how you all treat women.

You can pray for them, though. Hopefully they really will read those tracts and get saved. 

Well, the good news is, not all guys are like that. There are still good men left… because, I know some. 😊

Stay pure, y’all.