"MY GOD"

     So here i am walking down the street,minding my own business. I get to the corner to press the button to cross the crosswalk so i can get my beloved mountain dew. At this particular corner are two things: one of those guys who hold a sign for a certain undisclosed business and a church of undisclosed denomination.
     Now normally this would all be fine and dandy except for, once again, two things: this particular sign holder must have been the perfect example of the filthiest most degraded and intellectually eroded by television specimen of the worthless scum of my own generation and two he is standing in front of a church (of undisclosed denomination). Now you may be thinking "what does this guy, you and this church have to do with each other?" I'm glad you asked!
     as i was standing at that corner the scum...(mmhmm) i mean sign guy was yelling at what seemed to be a co-worker of his, and as most of us know the state of affairs with my generation also know that most of us have a very small vocabulary thus resorting to every form of profanity known to man, and at first i didn't have a problem with this...at least at first anyways. this guy was dragging everybody and their brother into the tongue lashing he was giving his co-worker, who might i add was not putting up much of a fight back...in fact his co-worker just stood there and took at. the weird thing is that the guy Mr. sign was yelling at out weighed him by at least 100lbs and had a foot of height on the lil twerp so he could easily just stomp the obnoxious little freak, but he didn't. at that moment i had MAJOR school flashbacks, back to every kid i ever saw bullied and didn't step in on back to every time I was bullied and never helped but i still just waited patiently for my walk signal.
     As i said before, it wasn't any of my concern what this inbred little freak did or said, at least that's what i thought till he brought up a name i knew. A name most of us know quite well i might add. i was completely fine with this injustice until someone intervened, until someone was drug into it or stepped into it i have no idea. I was fine with it until this cretin brought the name of Jesus Christ MY LORD into the filth he was brewing. but alas i regret to say, i did nothing. I got my walk signal and as i started out into the street i looked back into his eyes and was on my way.
     i was in the store, i had my dew, i was at checkout....but the dew had to wait. something had to be done about the abomination to the human race out there on the corner...(now you see why i emphasized the church?).
     to this idiots dismay, his place of employment happened to be next door to the gas station i get my dew supply from. and i went in and spoke to his manager. i told his manager what i heard and saw, and i told his manager that i was a christian man, and how his employees talking about MY GOD like that might be bad for business, and the manager told me he took care of it.i left, i got my dew, i started home....and as i crossed the street on the way back i happened to overhear some more words....some words somewhere along the lines of "you're fired"...not quite sure i could have mistaken it for "you're tired" but i doubt that.
     as i made my way home i couldn't help but think of the poor kid who took the abuse, who despite his size he allowed this fool to speak to him that way, but even more so i couldn't help but think about how we do the same to God....how we speak such slander and filth to God with not only words but our actions and inaction's i couldn't help but wonder and think about it all....but most of all i couldn't help but think.....don't mess with MY GOD!!