My First Evangelist

My dad told me all the hard stuff.
There were hermaphrodites.
That catholic Nuns used to get pregnant 
And commit infanticide.
That the church was full of hypocrites.

Sometimes I wonder if that's not the evangelist we need
Is one who's not a prude, but tells us things
From a based perspective.

Sure, my dad blasphemes every day watching the ball games;
Sure, he's a little bit rude and can be bullheaded.
Sure, he says a lot of the same things every day
And there's the lament of America...
But even that lament of America has helped shape me.
The fact that my country isn't perfect
And I think those pillars of true faith
In the face of strange realities
Is what Christians need.
So, I am that evangelist
As certainly Christ is true regardless.
Why? Because He spoke what was our conscience
And even the Old Testament--if you can be truthful--
Speaks, as we truly do have it in our hearts to destroy the malignant.