Jess Moody, pastor of the First Baptist Church in West Palm Beach, Florida, needed a secluded place to study one night. He decided on the sound booth of the church. He was engrossed in his studies when suddenly he heard two boys talking loudly, laughing, cursing in the sanctuary. “Why don’t you go up into the pulpit where that blankety blankety preacher gives his sermon,” one of them said loudly, “and ask those blankety blankety deacons to take up an offering so you can buy a new car?”

Pastor Moody was horrified. He wasn’t sure what he should do.

Then he remembered he was in the sound booth. He turned the volume on the church’s sound system to full blast. The boys stood on the stage continuing to pretend to preach while cursing like sailors in the beautiful chapel. Suddenly a voice boome…