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<\/a>I\u2019m a baseball fan. I love the game! I never really played it that well as a kid, but my oldest son is pretty good. He didn\u2019t play ball on an official team until he was seven years old, but I started pitching Wiffle Balls to him when he was three or four.<\/p>\nI played softball in the Marines a bit, but my son\u2019s ability, along with normal \u201cdad\u201d tendencies, led to a love affair with this game that has become a big part of my life. Our whole family bleeds Dodger Blue! And having been taught to hit the ball by a grizzled \u201cold salt\u201d of a Marine Master Sergeant (in Cairo, Egypt of all places), and having taught my son to switch-hit, I am of the mind that I can hit the ball pretty well.<\/p>\n
In my previous post<\/a>, I introduced you to my buddy Blaise Pascal. Blaise never got the opportunity to play baseball because, heck, it\u2019s an American game, and he was dead long before it was developed. But he knew how to play tennis, and I believe this because he said so right there in Pens\u00e9e <\/em>(Thought) #22.<\/span><\/p>\n Let no one say that I have said nothing new; the arrangement of the subject is new. When we play tennis, we both play with the same ball, but one of us places it better.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n I know that he loved sports in general because of Pens\u00e9e <\/em>(Thought) #141. Lookee, here ladies!<\/p>\n Men spend their time in following a ball or a hare; it is the pleasure even of kings.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n And he said that way before radio or television came around! Did I mention I like this guy?! But wow, I was completely unprepared for the 100 mph fastballs of \u201cthought\u201d that Blaise could hurl when he was alive. Like this zinger from last week\u2019s post:<\/p>\n How I hate these follies of not believing in the Eucharist, etc.! If the Gospel be true, if Jesus Christ be God, what difficulty is there?<\/p><\/blockquote>\n What the WHAP! (ball hits the catcher mitt) WHIFF! (me swinging like a seventh-grader) was that?! Strike One.<\/p>\n If you need to check out the Wager, a full explanation of it is here<\/a>.<\/a><\/p>\n From Thought 184 through Thought 241, you will find 57 pitches that will leave you swinging for the fences\u2014and coming up empty every time\u2014if you are in the God \u201cis not\u201d camp. In the game of baseball, throwing 57 straight strikes would be phenomenal. Maybe Blaise couldn\u2019t throw a complete nine-inning game, but if he pitched that many strikes in a game and did it regularly, he would be a household name. And I know he would make one heck of a closer.<\/p>\n The next section of Pensees<\/span> is entitled \u201cOf the Means of Belief.\u201d It starts with a thorough skewering of those who worship the god or goddess of Nature. Blaise flatly states that \u201cseeing\u201d all that is created is \u201cnot believing.\u201d One doesn\u2019t find God in every little created thing that surrounds us:<\/p>\n It is not after this manner that Scripture speaks, which has a better knowledge of the things that are of God. It says, on the contrary, that God is a hidden God, and that, since the corruption of nature, He has left men in a darkness from which they can only escape through Jesus Christ, without whom all communion with God is cut off. \u201cNeither knoweth any man the Father, save the son, and he to whomsoever the Son will reveal him.\u201d (Matthew 11:27)<\/p>\n This is what Scripture points out to us, when it says in so many places that those who seek God find Him. It is not of that light, \u201clike the noonday sun\u201d that this is said. We do not say that those who seek the noonday sun, or water in the sea, shall find them; and hence the evidence of God must not be of this nature. So it tells us elsewhere: \u201cVerily, thou art a God that hidest thyself.\u201d (Isaiah 45:15)<\/p><\/blockquote>\n So let me get this straight.Using knowledge of scripture, which everyone knows<\/span> Catholic Christians are ignorant of, Blaise starts sawing off another leg of the stool I sat on until Easter 2008, when I became a Catholic, a stool I had been sitting on for 30+ years\u2014the stool of my \u201csuperior\u201d knowledge of the Bible.<\/p>\n Ever become friends with somebody who laid you low first? You know: They punched you in the mouth or knocked you on your keister when you crossed them with your alleged superiority\u2014and then became your friend? Taking my swings against Blaise Pascal was a lot like that.<\/p>\n Semper Fidelis<\/span><\/p>\n Next time: Blaise shows me the way to the second most published book on the planet (after the Bible).<\/p>\n I\u2019m a baseball fan. I love the game! I never really played it that well as a kid, but my oldest son is pretty good. He didn\u2019t play ball on an official team until he was seven years old, but I started pitching Wiffle Balls to him when he was three or four.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":143,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[85],"tags":[84,68],"class_list":["post-1606","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-conversion-story","tag-2bfrank","tag-pascal"],"yoast_head":"\n![\"\"](\"https:\/\/2.bp.blogspot.com\/_dmDaLWNETzg\/SxylpZOakCI\/AAAAAAAAAoA\/EbK_qtpKH-E\/s200\/Blaise2\")
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