I heard a story years ago about a British college student, a Christian young man in the 1800s, who was having great difficulties with his very sarcastically outspoken atheist philosophy professor. Daily, in the closing minutes of his class, his prof would read some verse or Bible story and then make jokes about the Bible and brutally ridicule anyone of his students who had ever expressed belief in God. On one particular day the teacher singled out the young man and laughingly demanded that he explain the 'deeper meaning' behind the seventh verse in the fourth chapter of the Song of Solomon. The professor first read the verse in a mocking tone, "Thou art all fair, my love, and there is no spot in thee." "So-called Bible scholars say that this is actually God addressing his Christian children! How in the world could anyone arrive at such a stretch?!" The class was silent as the student he had singled out quietly stood up and answered, "Sir, the entire Bible is indeed God's love letter to His children. And you have, in your many pitiful criticisms, perfectly illustrated the fact that one shouldn't be reading other people's mail!"