These eleven people never knew me, but shaped me in irreversible ways (see if you can name any of them).
A short video of several highshcool journalists walking out of a lecture by Dan Savage is going viral and it’s eliciting intense responses;
I believe Savage’s main point is correct, but his approach and the presmises which lead him there are completely mistaken.
Savage is Probably Wrong to Say That the Bible “Got Slavery Wrong.”
Imposing modern sensibilities upon ancient texts and their cultural contexts might be fun, but it’s hardly fair Read more “Dan Savage’s Bible-Speech is Wrong, and Kind of Right.”
I only wanted one thing in first grade. Our teacher would play a memory game with the class where she walked around the room, touching several objects; desk, chair, light switch, aquarium, blackboard. She would finish her circuit and call up a kid to try and reproduce the exact order. I can’t tell you how many times we sat on the edge of our seats as kid after kid would fail, hoping the next kid didn’t figure it out… I knew if I could only have a go at it, I would do it perfectly. Read more “Vulnerability and the Ritz Cracker People”
Sixth grade was bulky desks, black tops, and best friends, cool teachers, commanding yard duties, and cheeky principals. Sixth grade was the year we figured out homework actually sucked and parents weren’t cool. Our ideas about reality began to change and everything was magical.
Sixth grade was discovering atoms. Do you remember the first time you heard about the tiny particles flying around everywhere? I sure do; it felt like I was let in on some massive secret. Everything was made up of really small things we couldn’t see! Our elementary school curriculum didn’t teach us much more than that; it was good enough for us to know that atoms were out there. Read more “Ripping the Rug Out: How I’ve Come To Understand the Bible and the Atom”
I don’t know how to put this tactfully, so I’m just going to say it. At its most innocuous my Christian undergrad perpetuated a highly critical spirit of non-Christian scholarship among students and distastefully discounted “outsiders” (possibly even hindering some from considering Christ) at its worst. I’m suggesting that we, the Christian community, openly admit to this tendency of ours, name it, shame it, and move on to healthier structures of Christian education.
Let me show you what I mean. Read more “UnEducated UnBelievers”