There was a time before I was a Christian, only about eight years ago, when I met a young midwestern blonde in college. I spent my time between classes trying to get her attention, eventually getting her number and being invited to multiple of her parties, ultimately failing, as I have been known to do, at being a smooth talker. Her roommates seemed to like me, as I believe she did to some degree; but though I was at times charming and I made my intentions fairly clear, there was one thing which stood between us. She was married, to a marine who was on tour. (more…)