Worrying about where Adam fits in the paleontological record makes about as much sense as trying to figure out where in the firmament NASA sends its spacecraft.

Heh.

ME: You claim to be chocolate raspberry truffle flavoured.  I can certainly smell the raspberries, or whatever chemical it is that they put in you to make my brain think of raspberries...but why can't I taste the raspberries?

COFFEE:

ME: This would be more serious if I had never tasted raspberries before, you know?  I'd be seriously disappointed either in you or, more probably, in raspberries.  I might even come to think of them as just a pretty-smelling fruit that lacked substantial flavour.  This would do raspberries an injustice, as they tend to be quite tasty.

COFFEE:

ME: I mean, you just taste like regular coffee, although you have a nice scent about you.  Where do you get off claiming to be flavoured, though?  I could see you claiming to be chocolate raspberry truffle SCENTED...but flavoured?

COFFEE: What's it to you?

ME: What about truth in advertising, or truth in product labels?

COFFEE: Yeah, about that...I'm gonna have to give you acid indigestion now.

ME: Okay.  Hey, I think I tasted raspberries on that last sip.

COFFEE: Get your mouth away from me.

Or, at least, it should be up shortly.

Answers are due by next Wednesday, in the comments to this or any subsequent blog post.

To anyone who has ever served in war, in the service of justice and freedom: thank you.

This will become, I hope, my new weekly installment, in addition to the LOL of the Week, and the Weekly Challenge (which I will update come Wednesday).

As the regular reader will know, I've had more than a few run-ins with supposedly "Biblical" Christians, and after repeated argumentative forays into the company of such individuals, I hear their professions of "truly Biblical" faith and greet it only with great consternation, because it seems to me that they know not that of which they speak.

For if their faith was, indeed, truly Biblical, it would not be merely Biblical. And as a means of demonstrating this, I'll be posting a series of questions challenging some of the logical flaws and mistaken assumptions of the sola scriptura fan club.

Debate is encouraged. And without further ado, let's get to question #1. We'll start with an easy one.

Question: Where did Jesus give instructions that the Christian faith should be based exclusively on a book?

Have at it!

Sleeping in her mom's arms.

I mean, if you want to come to a "church at Easter" to "[meet] God and [hear] the announcement of a real victory over sin and death by Jesus Christ," you won't go wrong in a Catholic Mass!

And hey, you'll even get to encounter Jesus directly, really and substantially present: body, blood, soul, and divinity. Ain't that just cool?

I am so blessed, much more so than I could ever deserve.

Grace gave birth to our daughter, Ella Rose, at 12:39 AM this Sunday morning. She weighed 7 pounds and 7 ounces. Baby seems to be doing very well, and momma is...well, she's recuperating, but she will be fine. It was a difficult labour, but she got through it, and she's very happy.

And so am I. I can't describe the emotions that well up in me when I behold my little girl, or the even stronger emotions that well up when I behold the woman I married. What a glorious participation in God's plan, the creation of a new life!

Now we just need to talk to our parish priest about baptism, don't we?

(Ten to one, someone will now post something condemning infant baptism as satanic/heretical/anti-Biblical...thus demonstrating a marvelous capacity to entirely miss the point!)