<TITLE>04. Par 12-14</TITLE>L-12 So then, I got my--went over to get a hamburger. And I walked in the place. And when I walked in the place, the very atmosphere, you could tell you wasn't amongst them believers. Over to the left was some slot machines, and a policeman standing there, with his--about my age, with his arm around a woman, playing a slot machine. Now, gambling's illegal in Ohio, and there he was playing the slot machine: a man that was supposed to uphold the law, breaking the law. And a man that was supposed to be a--set a example of morals and things, and with his arm around a woman where he'd ought not to have it, and a man my age... Well, he... I guess he was married and had a family. I don't know. Then I thought, "My goodness."
I looked back, and there was a table of a bunch of these boys, them motorcycle guys with that duck-looking haircut, and motorcycle jackets, and overalls pulled down on their hips or... Any... They need a real good old fashion southern daddy, with a hickory with the ten commandments on the end of it. That's exactly what they need. Yes. You call... What's happened to the American people? You know what? They call it juvenile delinquency; I think it's parent delinquency. That's--that's exactly right. "Spare the rod and you spoil your son." That's what Scripture says.

L-13 And there they was, setting back there, and a young lady, pretty young girl... And one boy standing there, kind of a leader of the pack, with his boots, setting up on the table and his arm around that young lady where it was very ungodly--around her hips, like that, and hugging this waitress up to his arms. Well, I stood there. I thought, "My goodness."
I looked over on this side and there set an old grandma, about as old as my grandmother. And the poor old thing had on these tights or shorts, or ever what you call it; and her poor old arms, flabby flesh; and she had her toenails painted the same color of her lips, and great big black spots under her--her eyes here where she'd painted some kind of stuff; and her hair was colored blue. Now, you know human beings don't hardly have that greenish-looking blue. So I thought, "Well, poor old thing. Maybe that's all right. Maybe she likes that."
But I looked, and she was with two old guys, and they were drunk. And one of them, right there in the summertime, had a big old army overcoat on, with a big scarf wrapped around his neck. And they had had beer setting on the table.

L-14 I thought, "Oh, I wouldn't eat in here for nothing." So I thought, "God, how can You, being holy, look at such a thing?" I thought, "Is my little Sarah and Rebekah going to have to come up under such stuff as that as an American? My two little girls that I'm trying to raise for God to be missionaries or pianists or something (maybe marry a little preacher) that'll help him in the work of the Lord. Try to raise them clean and righteous girls, make real women, and they have to come up under such atmospheres as that."
I said, "Father, with the spirit that I got that You gave me, my spirit being sanctified by Your--Blood of Your Son, and that looks evil to me, how can You stand to look at it? Why don't You just smite the thing and swipe it off the earth?" My righteous indignation might've arose. See? We don't want to say it was temper, but it was just something. It was the same kind of indignation Jesus had when He looked upon them with anger and beat them out of the temple. You see?


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