I was at Kalamazoo 10 taking my family to see Chronicles of Narnia: Prince Caspian (excellent movie).

Ejay needed to use the the restroom, so on our way over to the bathrooms I noticed a guy in front of me with big letters across the back of his t-shirt: "Sex is like air. It's not really that important until you're not getting any."

My spirt was provoked and I felt biting sorrow for this guy who walked wearing the badge of his misery. If only he knew how precious, exotically sweet, and emotionally gratifying sex is in marriage! I almost walked up and said, "I'm curious. Do you honestly believe in that message on your shirt?"

My flesh made a fast excuse, "Take Ejay to the restroom first, then you can talk to him." Right. Like this guy is going to stand around waiting for some random stranger to ask him about the misled message on his shirt. I listened to my flesh and when I got back he was gone.

I should have taken the opportunity when I had it. He who hestitates has already lost. Praise God there's always a next time...at least until we die.