Since I know that my pregnancy, even though it was out wedlock, has been blessed, I have decided to name my child with some kind of Biblical meaning behind it.

Glad to hear God personally came off the mountain to let you know you didn’t do wrong in the face of 6,000 years of Judeo-Christian ethics, which I’m assuming you ascribe to, what with your belief in things being blessed and all. Better call the Pope. I hate to sound reactionary; I’m not rabidly for marriage or anything, but this lady’s asking for it with her God-ventrilaquist act. Hell, at least the Virgin Mary was married to somebody, even if it wasn’t the baby’s father.