Practice What You Preach, Dad.

By Lee A. Zito My father is going to become a deacon in the catholic church and for what? He does not know God. He does not know Jesus. He does not know the Holy Spirit. All he knows is chicken soup for the soul stories and their tender endings that entail "And the little boy with one leg found his lost dog and knew Jesus had answered his prayer." My father does not know …

…fast. Of course they do, we do all the work and he relaxes, nice and easy. I know what your thinking, "So whats the point now, kid? Take it home." The point is instead of treating his children like crap, and yelling like a jerk that we stupid and retarded, he should take a deep breath and look in the mirror. Because, if anyone is stupid and retarded it's him. Practice what you preach... DAD.