Perimeter meaning the 6 mile patrol road inside the fence of the military installation on which I work, where some half a dozen of us comprise a pool of running “talent” and strive to show up for a noontime run a couple times a week if we can escape our desks. We share a lot and these guys are one of the core pillars of my sanity.
One of our group, CH, is a pretty religious guy. Not in-your-face preachy, but rather one who tries to take and live his Christianity seriously. For example, in the course of routine conversation, CH will frequently make allusions to God and make mention of God’s place in his life. It’s something that the rest of the running group knows about CH and accepts as a component of his personality.
One day on the perimeter in our 2nd mile, our conversation drifted to the sexuality of our children, in the context of unintended pregnancies, which has unexpectedly resulted in at least 3 pregancies and caused at least two of our group to become grandfathers.
Now, CH can really tell a story, and was mentioning an old girlfriend from high school and college, with whom he had had a sexual liaison for several years prior to settling down and marrying (someone else). CH observed, “Yeah, when I think of all that unprotected sex we had, God must have really been looking out for us to keep her from getting pregnant because we really were not ready to be parents. It would have really messed up our plans.”
Then he observed quietly, “She and I still keep in touch, and you know, she never did have kids.”
KK then jumped right in, “God must have made her barren to keep you from ruining your military career.”
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