After listening to my brother (who is spiritually somewhere between being a deist and a Unitarian-Universalist/Lutheran hybrid) and I talk about theology and early Christianity (well… that and Sean having to act it out during our “friendly” family game of Charades on Christmas night), my mom decided that I needed to read The Da Vinci Code by Dan Brown. I had three hours of air time yesterday (and a 15 minute sprint across MSP to my gate because we were 30 minutes late leaving Great Falls due to the crew needing to sleep in and the airport taking its sweet time in de-icing the plane) so I read it. Did I enjoy it? Immensely on an intellectual level. Did it wreck my faith? No… but it did cause me to really ponder some of the things in there.