My husband was a true red-neck Southern Baptist. Since I had met him in the church, he didn't quite fit the description of an unbeliever, so biblically speaking, I was bound to him forever, or until he died. In our early marriage, he believed that a little pornography spiced up the undefiled marriage bed. He believed in calling every woman he disagreed with, especially me, everything but a child of God. He believed in hitting his wife on occasion to "keep her obedient." The only time he seemed to believe in calling on God was when he used God's name to damn everything in creation or whenever...