I've started writing three different posts to sort of parse out my own thinking on what happened two weeks ago. It was a grotesque, horrific, indefensible, flare that provided a brief glipse of
In no particular order, here are a few of my takeaways.
Last fall, the Presbyterian's youth director asked me to do a workshop for his high school students introducing textual criticism of the New Testament. That was a lot of fun, but it made
I'm sure to other people, Mike's legacy will be his column or his social media posts or his insane legal victory against UNCW. But to me his legacy will be what it was to all the students who had the privilege of being around him: he saw me.
I was adamant: it's going to take that long; we should be honest about it. He was adamant: if we tell them it takes that long, they'll never do it.