In his book The Kingdom of God Is a Party , Tony Campolo relates an experience he had late one night in Hawaii after arriving from a long plane trip… Tony was hungry and went in search of a restaurant. Up a side street he found a little place that was still open. He went in, took a seat on one of the stools at the counter, and waited to be served. The owner, wearing a name tag that said, “Harry”, asked for Tony’s order. He ordered a donut and coffee. As Tony sat there munching on his donut and sipping his coffee at 3:30 in the morning, the door of the diner suddenly swung open and, to his discomfort, in marched eight or nine provocative and boisterous prostitutes. It was a small place, and so the prostitutes sat on either side of Tony at the counter. Their talk was loud and crude. Tony felt completely out of place and was just about to make his getaway when he overheard the woman beside him say, “Tomorrow’s my birthday. I’m going to be 39.” Her “f...