Just this past Saturday, as I attempted to sleep in, right at 8 AM I got a knock on the door. Standing there were a couple of guys wearing white shirts, black pants, and black ties. They took off their bicycle helmets and said, "Hi, we're deists, and we just wanted you to know that there is a god who doesn't answer prayers and doesn't interact with the universe in any way."
"Uh, thanks," I said.
"OK, we'll be on our way, have a good day," they said, and left.
"Uh, thanks," I said.
"OK, we'll be on our way, have a good day," they said, and left.
Christian apologetics is the art of rolling a dog turd in sugar and selling it as a donut.
