Believing in responsibility

Every year around this time, some controversy seems to erupt that gets everyone on campus talking. Past wars of words have ranged from college administrative politics to missing newspaper conspiracies. This year, the point of contention materializes in the question: “Can we be good without God?” It goes without saying that the formal debate addressing this topic on May 15 will hardly come close to … Continue reading Believing in responsibility

Can we have Good without God?

In the past few weeks, advertisements sponsored by the Fellowship of Christian Athletes have been placed around campus announcing a debate: “Can we have Good without God?” If you have seen the posters, you may have noticed the deliberate WWE-style “in this corner: the ex-pastor atheist” VS. “and in this corner: the moral Christian Athlete” format. Clearly, we’re meant to think that on May 15, … Continue reading Can we have Good without God?

A mirror for the twenty-first century

Following a past week’s article on words, this week I’ll focus on action. Using the narrative third person, I’ve written this piece. 2011. The date typed on the page no longer sparked her memory. Unlike 1998, 2001 or even 1989, 2011 brings to mind few thoughts beyond confetti of the millennium and perhaps the pleasing, parallel rhyming of two 1s next to each other. The … Continue reading A mirror for the twenty-first century

The big Why

There’s a big why in the world. Aristotle remarked that we never can know a thing until we know why it’s there. We can know its form, its composure, its construction, but until we know its function we cannot understand the thing. “Why,” it seems, is tantamount to our finding meaning and purpose in the world we live. Why is a hard question to ask. … Continue reading The big Why

Facing the fear

I distinctly remember walking back to my dorm on Sunday, March 5 around midnight. Apart from the crunch of my shoes in the newly fallen snow and the passing of Campus Safety vehicles, the college streets were perfectly silent. An eerie orange glow reminiscent of ‘50s horror movies reflected off the buildings and snow banks. I tried to keep in the open, well-lit parts of … Continue reading Facing the fear