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Last week we held our Monday Night Thing, as usual. The normal number of homeschool teens and grads were there, playing basketball and volleyball. However, on that Monday night, the church also held a service in the sanctuary. Generally, when they are going to hold a service on Monday, which happens perhaps a couple of times a year, we get word ahead of time and cancel our homeschool activities. Of course, we're all too busy, and sometimes we don't get done all that we would like to, so we didn't know that they were having a service in the other part of the building until well into the evening.

I don't think that we were a problem for them. The sanctuary is in the same complex but about fifty feet away from the gym, so I doubt that we disturbed them. We hope not.

My wife Margie played a game of full court basketball with us, then went into the nursery to watch the grandkids so that one of our daughters could play basketball. The nursery is beside the sanctuary, so on her way to the church service, a lady saw Margie in the nursery with little kids and assumed she was running the nursery for the church service. She talked about how glad she was that the nursery was open, and then left her little girl with her. A little boy also popped in for a short while.

A little later our daughter took her kids and went home, so Margie was left with just the one little girl. The girl did not know Margie, but since Margie was apparently in charge of the nursery, the little girl trusted her and talked a lot with her. She attends public school.

This is what Margie said about her conversation with the little girl in the nursery.

“The little girl told me she was 6 yrs. old and would be 7 in Aug. She was like any other little girl of her age - full of life, giggly, her bright eyes full of expectation as she played in the church nursery while her mother attended the revival. What I didn't know until later was that those same bright eyes had been exposed to events that compromised her little girl innocence.

Later, after all the other children were gone, she began to tell me about the "bad boys" who rode her bus to school every day. I asked her how did she know they were bad. She responded by making squishy movements with both her hands, imitating what these bad boys had done. "And they even do this," she said, pointing between her legs.

"How old are these boys", I asked masking my shocked soul, thinking this must be high school or junior high boys, at least.

"Five", she said.

Her story telling began to gain momentum as she excitedly showed me numerous lewd hand gestures she had learned. Some I was familiar with; others were new to me. One in particular was like the "hook 'em horns" University of Texas Longhorns football fans hand signal but with the lapping of a dog included.

She went on to tell me about her two older sisters, 12 and 14, the older one thinking that she was "so hot". "Some of their friends," she said as she leaned over to whisper into my ear, "have sex with boys".

I wondered if she even knew what she was talking about. She was so young and seemingly tender. Yet the thoughts and ideas coming out of her mouth were just filth.

This little girl was so thankful that her mother knew and had taught her right from wrong, as some of the kids she was talking about had not been taught that. She hadn't been physically abused by these bad boys. She said they had left her alone, so far. But she had been forever changed. Her innocence was gone.

When the mother came back to get her daughter, I mentioned that I was with the homeschool group and not with the church. She said that she had been thinking about homeschooling her children. I wondered if she would if she knew what her little girl had just told me.”

We have said over and over again that the biggest education of the public schools comes from the culture and not the classroom. This is that education. This is what permeates the public school culture, and this is what kids learn there. As I have often said, we live in one of the best places in America to live, because it is one of the most Christian areas of the country. Yet when a little girl, who is regularly taken to church, goes to public school, this is what she is exposed to.

Consider that. From the age of five or six, almost all young people in America, for five days a week, about forty weeks a year, for twelve to fourteen years, are inundated by sex. Even the best of these young people are damaged by this. Many have their lives ruined.

God help us all to rescue as many young people as possible from this education.