Once upon a time I met a man named Jesus Christ, and in an act of unbelievable service and love, he allowed himself to be killed in my place for crimes that I had committed deserving far more than death. I'm not sure how he was able to get the law to allow him to do that, but therein lies another story.<br> <br> I once was a Teen Mania intern, then I was a Teen Mania Graduate intern, and for a while I was considered a Teen Mania Third Year Management Associate, the Quality Assurance Production Manager of Information Technologies Web Development. It took me so long to tell people who I was that we decided to shorten my title:<br> <br> Denver Root, son of the Almighty, bride of the Majestic (there's a scary phrase to use in America), seeker of faithfulness.<br> <br> Well, I suppose it got longer, not shorter, but I also suppose that for the time being, it is far better than the previous...