Actually, and I hope this isn't too evil, but I once tried to talk my friend Mariea into going to a town about an hour away from us on Sundays and "crashing" churches--showing up in miniskirts, tank tops, wild hair, too much makeup, and fake (but real-looking) tattoos in order to see what kind of response we would get.
And, keeping it real... I told her I wondered how many guys would try to slip us their numbers.
And how many of those guys would be married/deacons/elders/men of authority in the church.
I'm NOT trying to sound negative, but real. (My own social psychology experiment.) We never went... but I'd do it and publish the results as a dissertation in a heartbeat if I were still in school. Again, not in condemnation, but to say hey, we actually have to SHOW people the love of God, not just talk about it... myself included!