I’m white. I have never understood what it is like to be an African-American. Or Latino. Or Asian. Or Indian. The truth is, I will never fully understand what it’s like to be anything but white. So I have to make an intentional effort to understand what it’s like to be an ethnic minority in
Sometimes people like to tell me about Mozart, the genius who started composing musical pieces at the age of 5. Which is true. He would sit at the piano and play while his father would copy his new pieces down. When he was 5, he wrote three pieces within a few weeks. I am pretty
Pornography. This column just got awkward. That word itself can bring out a nervous laugh, a slight blush or—more likely—awkward silence. “Silence” is a word that too often describes the conversation about pornography. Although its prevalence in our society is nearly epidemic, most people don’t seem to want to talk about this problem called pornography.
According to Merriam-Webster, the definition of a friend is “a person who you like and enjoy being with, or a person who helps or supports someone in something (such as a cause or charity).” The Bible says in Proverbs 18:24 a friend is someone who sticks closer than a brother. When I think of a
We all have goals and dreams in life. When I was a child, I saw myself becoming everything from a police officer and teacher to President of the United States. As I grew, I began to realize what I would really do with my life. God gives us talents and interests that lead us to
Finals were over and summer had officially begun. Unlike many of my friends, I wasn’t heading off to counsel at a camp or fly overseas on a mission trip. I was staying at home and working. However, ministry was in my summer plans. The place I work is focused on ministry—a Christian music publishing company.
As human beings, we like to pride ourselves on being innovative. We like to pride ourselves on how far we have come as a society and how many primitive ideas we’ve left behind. No human element is more receptive of praise for its modernization than science. Through science, we have discovered how to prevent illness
My name is Elisa Crawley, and I am a foreigner. An immigrant. My family left the coastal beauty of Belfast, Northern Ireland, for the hip metropolis of Boston, Massachusetts, when I was only 3 years old. I always wish my accent hadn’t slipped away so quickly. My heritage provided a moment of bonding when I
Tongue-pierced, blue-haired and broken-hearted, one by one they shuffled into my classroom. My nerves had me running on two hours of sleep. This was my first time teaching in my local public school. After years of being fed stories about the degradation of today’s youth, I thought I was about to meet a pack of
In this fast-paced college life, there’s little time to waste. We go about campus, dashing from one class or appointment to the next. This we do from the all-too-eager rise of the sun till its setting. Is this a problem? No. After all, our hard work is ordained by God to grow us, give us