Flooding Me With Their Fallacies

This article crossed my desk today and I found it very interesting.  It is always encouraging to see non-religious groups popping up and using simple logic to backup biblical principles — even if that is not their intent. 

I guess even at Ivy League schools, there are students who don’t appreciate being “indoctrinated” by a liberal agenda — even though that word is generally reserved for pointing fingers at the conservative, Bible-believing crowd.

It occurs to me that there was once a time when scientists believed the world was flat, even though the Bible states otherwise.  Perhaps one day we will all learn to put a little more stock in what’s written in those ancient pages.

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Collegiate Sex-Ed
Ryan T. Anderson, The Witherspoon Institute
February 03, 2009

Every fall, kids arrive on college campuses and learn that their basic moral intuitions on sexual matters don’t square with the reigning ideas. Thanks to debased campus culture and overreaching on the part of administrators and professors, students are beginning to respond systematically—and they’re having an impact. Here’s how.

No two undergraduate experiences are quite the same. But the undergraduate years are marked by certain commonalities: students are challenged intellectually, socially, and ethically. Long-held beliefs are forced to submit to rational scrutiny. No longer is “that’s just the way we do it” or “that’s just the way I feel about the issue” sufficient. In philosophy classrooms and biology labs, students are expected to slough off the opinions they held in their pre-critical-thinking days and adopt the conclusions of the best arguments. Everything is to be tested, and only the rationally defensible is to be retained.

Most students arrive at college knowing few, if any, of their classmates. Navigating the maze of social expectations and the ensuing climbing of social ladders in a community of strangers, students are forced to ask themselves questions: what type of a person am I; what type do I want to become; and with what type do I want to become friends? For many, this explicit self-examination and social-selection—choosing which finite group of people to befriend from a seemingly limitless pool of possibilities—is a first-time experience. In grade school, junior high, and high school, such choices weren’t quite as necessary—there were certain cliques and people just naturally fell into place. Get to college and you get to reinvent yourself—you have to define yourself one way or another.

No longer living under their parents’ roof, no longer in a supportive school, neighborhood, or church community, students no longer have external supports encouraging them to strive to meet the demands of ethical living—and holding them accountable when they fail. Instead, they find themselves subjected to new forms of pressure: a campus culture that demands conformity as the price of social acceptance, a professoriate that preaches new ethical dogmas, and administrators whose policies recognize no values but legality, liability, and physical health. It’s easy to see how otherwise virtuous students can begin to go astray—and how those already set on a bad path from high school have little hope of reforming themselves.

Yet most students arrive at college completely unaware of the patterns of life that await them. The fact is that many unsuspecting freshmen innocently join sports teams, enter into Greek life, and otherwise expect to lead active social lives, but have little idea of what sexual expectations are awaiting. Once seduced into the campus culture, they find it hard to break free. Even if dissatisfied and unfulfilled, they assume the problem is with them, not the culture. And for those who resist it from the get-go, it’s unclear what the alternative is.

Apart from some religious campuses and religious enclaves on secular campuses, the late teens and early twenties are a bit of a wandering. Sex is to be expected, but with no expectation of commitment, never mind marriage. Those desiring an alternative have no example to look to, no role-models to emulate. Gone are the days of courtship. Gone are the days of dating as an explicit preparation for marriage. Gone are the days of using one’s late adolescence and early adulthood to form the habits, the stable dispositions, the virtues required for healthy male-female relationships—both friendships and marriage. Instead, exploitation looms large. And most marriages fail.

But it only gets worse. Campus officials in lecture halls and administrative offices, rather than challenging debased campus culture, actually aid and abet it. “Abstinence education?” That’s a scientifically disproven method of avoiding pregnancy and disease. A pill and a latex sheath is all you need. “Chastity?” Hardly a virtue, the best moral philosophy and clinical psychology tell us that it’s a vice—an unhealthy attitude of repressing sexual desire, hating one’s body, and viewing sex as dirty. Courtship, dating, marriage, and then sex? All you need are consenting adults (in any number or pairings) to have good sex. And marriage is an outdated ideal anyway.

Most won’t buy that last argument—they still long for a marital relationship, of some sort, at some point. But they don’t know how to get there or what to do now. And anyone entering the secular academy holding anything resembling traditional Judeo-Christian views about sex, marriage, and the human family had better be prepared to meet the challenging questions coming his or her way. Why not pornography and masturbation as an alternative outlet to rape? Why not some pre-marital sex and cohabitation as a means of better getting to know one another, to see if you can live together before the wedding vows, to see if you’re sexually compatible before the wedding night? And even if not as preparation for marriage, why not hook-up just as a sign of temporary affection, and, well, because it’s fun, enjoyable, pleasurable?

Yet it’s not just the hook-up culture. If you think men and women are equal in dignity yet distinct and complementary, bringing unique and special gifts to bear on all aspects of life, expect to be called a sexist. If you think mothering and fathering are different, “parenting” in the abstract doesn’t exist as such, expect to be met with hostility. And if you’re at an Ivy League University and intend on being a mom first and foremost, expect to be told that you’re going to waste your education.

But the worst of all university dogmas to reject is the goodness and worth of the homosexual lifestyle. You think two men or two women can’t legitimately enter into a loving and committed relationship? Well, you’re no better than the bigots who opposed interracial marriage. You think a homosexual orientation is intrinsically disordered and homosexual acts are objectively immoral? Can you say “homophobia”? And good luck if you’re someone who experiences same-sex attractions but doesn’t desire to be gay. You will be labeled as self-loathing.

From liberal dogmas on homosexuality to liberationist agendas on sex, feminism and marriage, from the social pressures put on guys and girls to be sexually active to the resulting pornography, masturbation, alcohol, and body-image problems—college campuses aren’t a pretty sight.

After my own four years as an undergraduate at Princeton, the problem was readily apparent to me, and a potential remedy seemed worth trying: rather than cowering away from the liberal orthodoxy on human sexuality, why don’t we subject it to intense, critical, rational scrutiny, expose it as intellectually wanting, and build a social network to oppose it?

February 2005 saw the launch of a new student group at Princeton, the Elizabeth Anscombe Society, named for the famed Cambridge philosophy professor, star student and successor of Ludwig Wittgenstein, and intellectual defender of traditional sexual ethics. The Anscombe Society set for itself a lofty mission:
 
We aim to foster an atmosphere where sex is dignified, respectful, and beautiful; where human relationships are affirming and supportive; where motherhood is not put at odds with feminism; and where no one is objectified, instrumentalized, or demeaned. We aim to increase the level of respect among members of the university community who disagree on these issues as we explore our common understandings as well as our differences. Lastly, we hope to provide those students who strive to understand, live, and love their commitment to chastity and ‘traditional’ sexual and familial ethics with the support they need to make their time at Princeton the best it can be.
 
The students who formed the Anscombe Society were tired of being subjected to a dehumanizing campus culture and hoped to point to an alternative, more excellent way. They were tired of the one-sided presentation of academic arguments related to marriage and family life—biased syllabi inside the classroom and monolithic student groups outside the classroom—and so they hoped to balance the intellectual conversation. Lastly, they were tired of an administration that absurdly claimed to be morally neutral when it came to matters of sexuality while consistently promoting liberal and liberationist sexual policies. They were determined to hold the administration accountable and seek change.

To achieve these ends, the Anscombe Society followed a three-pronged approach.

First and foremost, as a group at an academic institution and as heirs of Anscombe’s legacy, the Anscombe Society was about ideas—the give and take of reasons, the making and countering of arguments. Too often the academy has its own orthodoxy on issues of sexuality, and the prevailing orthodoxies are treated as immune from challenge. In classrooms, administrative offices, student groups, and student publications, an unquestionable dogma had been established. The Anscombe Society, through guest lecturers, newspaper op-eds, and discussion groups, provided serious and respectful academic responses and counter-arguments. The scholars they brought to campus to give public lectures made the intellectual case for a traditional conception of human sexuality and the human family from a multi- and inter-disciplinary perspective that drew on outstanding scholarly works of philosophy, theology, ethics, biology, medicine, psychiatry, psychology, economics, and sociology. They created an academic database on their website with the best articles from these same disciplines.

Now, the practical reality on most college campuses is that the main attacks on traditional sexual morality come from the constant onslaught of same-sex marriage advocates and feminists. Just from the need to play defense, these became central issues of response. For a student arriving on campus with basically sound intuitions about these issues—that there’s something to the fact that we come as male and female, something about our sexual differentiation that matters, and something about male and female forming husbands and wives to become fathers and mothers that mattered—but who couldn’t articulate a robust response to the campus LGBT and feminist groups or their ethics and politics professors, the Anscombe Society offered much-needed intellectual support. These students aren’t bigots. These students aren’t misogynists. But those are the charges you’d get if you voiced traditional thoughts on these issues on many elite secular college campuses today.

As the defense of traditional marriage was made, it quickly became apparent that the argument only runs as a conclusion from the underlying principle—virtue—of chastity. And so the Anscombe Society quickly began shifting from just a response to same-sex marriage and anti-feminine feminism to a whole-hearted proposal of chaste relationships as the most fulfilling. The Anscombe Society was committed to presenting the fullness of truth when it came to the intellectual case for the human family. (With one notable exception, the group abstained from taking a position on the issue of contraception.) Intellectual arguments—that was the first prong.

Second, but equally important given the social realities on college campuses, the Anscombe Society set out to form a supportive community. If you’re one of the few who is personally committed to living a chaste life, you can often feel quite alone on a college campus. Don’t get me wrong; it’s not as if everyone is having sex all the time. But it changes the way you approach considering even the possibility of dating at college if you think that all of your potential suitors will eventually get to the point where they’re expecting sexual favors from you. As a result, many chaste students just withdraw. Part of it is that they simply don’t know who the other like-minded students are; part of it is that they think their ideals are outdated on campus, so they never speak up about them—and other like-minded students do the same. And so they never know how many of them are really out there. The Anscombe Society wanted to bring this closeted community out into the open—to get people to meet and know each other, and to provide alternative social activities for those students who didn’t quite enjoy the usual weekend scene of drunken debauchery. One of the best ideas they had was holding a reception for students sponsored by the faculty who affirmed the virtue of chastity and traditional marriage. Robert George, a professor in Princeton’s Politics department, took the lead in hosting the event. The first year there were eight faculty co-hosts. This past year, just four years later, there were just under twenty—even among the professoriate they don’t know how many of them are out there.

The third task was to provide assistance to those students who needed help in meeting the ethical goals they had set for themselves. This proved to be too ambitious, demanding, and technical for a mere student group. Addictions to pornography, body-image problems, same-sex attractions, usually require professional assistance. Not surprisingly, that’s why Princeton has an LGBT Center, a Women’s Center, and various other special centers with full-time staff people to meet the needs of students. Nothing like that exists for students taking the other side of the moral divide on these questions. At Princeton, the Anscombe Society is negotiating establishment such a center right now.

Predictably, a group like this starting at an Ivy League university made waves. At first it was treated as a novelty. Then some people were threatened by the existence of the group; others were shocked that Princeton would allow a group that held “homophobic” and “anti-woman” views. But within the first couple of months the media started paying attention. Reports began to run in the New York Times, on Jay Leno, and in various social conservative publications and TV shows. The most unusual thing reporters noted about the group was that it wasn’t religious—the students thought reason was on their side.

Along with the media attention came interest from students at other campuses who wanted to start up similar groups. We readily assisted them. Over time it became clear that this assistance couldn’t continue on an informal level, and we organized a 501c3 non-profit group to help provide material support for the groups, and two years ago we hired a full-time employee to launch a national organization called the Love and Fidelity Network that would begin planting similar groups on university campuses in order to create a national network. This fall the Love and Fidelity Network held their first annual conference. A hundred students from twenty schools—including Harvard, Yale, Princeton, Brown, Dartmouth, Columbia, and Cornell—attended. America’s leading scholars on these issues made presentations.

All of that said, there are important lessons to be learned about starting an Anscombe Society. There are pitfalls and mistakes to avoid, based on how similar groups at other campuses have been launched or what a previous model looked like prior to the advent of Anscombe at Princeton.
 
1. Avoid anything that is too touchy-feely, too cutsey, too first-person personal, confessional, or self-referential. This is to be a serious group of serious ideas.

2. Avoid anything resembling chastity pledges, vows, or rings.

3. Do not sacrifice integrity to numbers. Softening your positions on various controversial issues in an attempt to drive up membership numbers defeats the entire purpose of a group like this. The goal isn’t to be popular; the goal is to provide a robust account of the more excellent way.

4. Be religion-friendly but do not be founded on religious premises or arguments. The purpose of a group like the Anscombe Society is to explain how traditional conceptions of the family and the role of sex within the family are more humanly fulfilling. Focusing on the human sciences—philosophy, sociology, psychology, medicine, biology, law, economics, political theory, etc.—should suffice.

5. Remember the doctrine of the mean: the virtuous positions lies between two vices on either extreme. As such, don’t overreact. Don’t respond to campus culture by going too far in the other direction and returning us to aspects of a previous age that have rightly been left behind. Consider three examples:

   a. Sticking with the above: you don’t need to be secularist or anti-religion. There are good theological reasons for the traditional family—and you can include theological reasons as one among many. For example, a panel on religious reasons from across the traditions (Jewish, Christian, Muslim, Buddhist, etc.) would be effective.

   b. Speaking truth in love on the issue of homosexuality is very difficult. There is the temptation to water-down the truth or to express it in a non-loving way. Anti-gay bigotry is real. It is to be avoided.

   c. Forcing women back into the home, barefoot, pregnant, and in the kitchen is not the proper response to the Ivy League professor who looks at you incredulously when you tell her that the most important thing in your life is the desire to be a good mom. Finding creative ways to merge your vocation as mother and vocation as scholar, lawyer, doctor, etc. is the way to go. Modern work schedules and professional life were largely formed around gender arrangements from a time long-ago, and they need not be retained. This is the work for the new feminism.

6. Preaching to the choir is not the same as intellectual engagement with campus culture. There is a time and a place for building up the base and equipping the students with basically sound dispositions with solid argumentation. There is also a need to be provocative and shake other students out of their complacent acceptance of liberal dogma. Finding ways to do this and to meet people where they are is key. The goal is securing intellectual and moral conversion.

7. The focus should be on marriage, not chastity. If people ask, “what’s the Anscombe Society all about,” the answer they should get is: “promoting stable and healthy marriages.” Chastity is the virtue that fosters this—both before and during, both inside and outside of marriage. Emphasize the end goal—the good—that you seek to promote.
 

The future for groups like these is bright. In response to debased campus culture coupled with overreaching on the part of administrators and professors, students are beginning to respond systematically—and they’re having an impact. I don’t foresee the basic situation changing in the near-term. We’ll continue to have basically decent kids come to college with basically sound intuitions, and then they’ll be bombarded with alternative messages. The need is to equip them with arguments to know that their basic gut instinct about Adam and Steve is correct; that wanting to have a family and be a mom and be educated is OK. The need is to create alternative environments to counter the cultural pressures that can lead passion to override reason, to form communities of virtue.

But meeting this challenge will not be easy. Survey data on the next generation shows views on the family and sexuality that are quite at odds with the vision of Elizabeth Anscombe. To persuade this generation of the truths Anscombe defended, we’ll need a new generation of scholars, from all the academic disciplines, willing to turn their scholarship toward defending the human family and the principles of morality that protect it and the virtues that sustain it. Given our academic setting, it’s fair to encourage all students, especially graduate students, to consider devoting their research to these issues. And professors shouldn’t be afraid to speak out. Elizabeth Anscombe certainly wasn’t.

Ryan T. Anderson is editor of Public Discourse: Ethics, Law, and the Common Good <http://www.thepublicdiscourse.com> . This essay is adapted from a paper presented at the annual conference of the Center for Ethics and Culture at the University of Notre Dame. Copyright 2009 the Witherspoon Institute <http://www.winst.org> . All rights reserved.

Can you hear it? It’s the Song of the Redeemed.

My own words are insufficient for this day, so I am borrowing from the words of others.

 

Matthew 28:6 – “He is not here, for He has risen, just as He said.”

 

John 15:3 – “Greater love hath no man than this; that he lay down his life for his friends.”

 

 

Holy Roar

 

Oh, can you hear it?

It’s the song of the redeemed

The pursuit of passion for the one who set us free

Oh, can you hear it?

We’re crying out for more

Listen to our song

It’s turning into a Holy Roar

 

 

Did You Feel the Mountains Tremble?

 

Did you feel the mountains tremble?
Did you hear the oceans roar?
When the people rose to sing of
Jesus Christ the risen one

Did you feel the people tremble?
Did you hear the singers roar?
When the lost began to sing of
Jesus Christ the risen one

And we can see that God you’re moving
A mighty river through the nations
And young and old will turn to Jesus
Fling wide your heavenly gates
Prepare the way of the risen Lord

Open up the doors and let the music play
Let the streets resound with singing
Songs that bring your hope
Songs that bring your joy
Dancers who dance upon injustice

Did you feel the darkness tremble?
When all the saints join in one song
And all the streams flow as one river
To wash away our brokenness

And here we see that God you’re moving
A time of Jubilee is coming
When young and old return to Jesus
Fling wide your heavenly gates
Prepare the way of the risen Lord

 

 

Thy Mercy

 

Great Father of Mercies, Thy goodness I own

In the covenant love of Thy crucified Son

All Praise to the Spirit whose whisper divine

Seals mercy and pardon and righteousness mine.

 

 

 

Grace Flows Down

 

Amazing Grace, how sweet the sound
Amazing Love, now flowing down
From hands and feet that were nailed to the tree

His Grace flows down and covers me

 

 

Amazing Love

 

I’m forgiven because You were forsaken,
I’m accepted, You were condemned.
I’m alive and well, Your spirit is within me,
Because You died and rose again.

Amazing love, how can it be?
That You, my King, would die for me?
Amazing love, I know it’s true.
It’s my joy to honor You,
In all I do, I honor You.

 

 

Wonderful Cross

 

When I survey the wondrous cross
On which the Prince of Glory died
My richest gain I count but loss
And pour contempt on all my pride

 

See from his head, his hands, his feet
Sorrow and love flow mingled down
Did ever such love and sorrow meet
Or thorns compose so rich a crown?

 

O the wonderful cross, O the wonderful cross
Bids me come and die and find that I may truly live
O the wonderful cross, O the wonderful cross
All who gather here by grace draw near and bless Your name

Were the whole realm of nature mine, that were an offering far too small
Love so amazing, so divine
Demands my soul, my life, my all

 

 

The Old Rugged Cross

 

On a hill far away stood an old rugged cross,

The emblem of suffering and shame;

And I love that old cross where the dearest and best

For a world of lost sinners was slain.

 

So I’ll cherish the old rugged cross,

Till my trophies at last I lay down;

I will cling to the old rugged cross,

And exchange it some day for a crown.

 

O that old rugged cross, so despised by the world,

Has a wondrous attraction for me;

For the dear Lamb of God left his glory above

To bear it to dark Calvary.

 

In that old rugged cross, stained with blood so divine,

A wondrous beauty I see,

For ’twas on that old cross Jesus suffered and died,

To pardon and sanctify me.

 

To that old rugged cross I will ever be true,

Its shame and reproach gladly bear;

Then he’ll call me some day to my home far away,

Where his glory forever I’ll share.

 

So I’ll cherish the old rugged cross,

Till my trophies at last I lay down;

I will cling to the old rugged cross,

And exchange it some day for a crown.

Something’s Changed Today

 

I have been meaning to post my thoughts on The Unlikely Disciple for some time now, and since today is the official release date, it seemed like as good a time as any. 

 

[Should I say spoiler alert?  I mean, it’s not Harry Potter, so I don’t think you have to worry about me ruining the ending for you.  But if you have some kind of issue, then consider yourself warned.  I’m gonna be excerpting and commentating.]

 

The author, Kevin Roose, is a senior at Brown University, and the book recounts his experience as a “foreign exchange” student at Liberty University in the spring of 2007.  Kevin’s reasoning was that he didn’t need to leave the country to experience another culture, and he wanted to find out first-hand what Evangelical Christians were all about.

 

So, Kevin packed his bags and headed to Liberty, where he lived in a dorm, attended class, and threw himself into as many aspects of Liberty as he could – all undercover, with the purpose of writing this book.

 

To his credit, he came to Liberty with an open mind.  Not without pre-conceived notions or a deep-seated worldview, but with the intention of giving Liberty (and the people he met here) a fair shake.

 

The man himself stopped by my office several weeks back to drop off an advance copy of his book.  I was eager to see what it was all about, so I read it straight through that night.  It’s very well-written and vastly entertaining, and at the core, of course, it’s an insightful and interesting social experiment.  (And I liked it.)

 

If you’re reading this and you know me at all, you know there are certain things I will defend to the death.  Among them are Liberty University and anybody whose name happens to be Jerry Falwell.

 

So, frankly, I was prepared to be affronted.  I expected good things from the book, too, but I prepared myself for the worst.   Of course, all Kevin’s ideas about Dr. Falwell prior to his stint at Liberty came from the media, and Lord knows, when it comes to Dr. Falwell, the media never has had even a vague clue what they’re talking about.  (I suppose it’s easier to vilify someone than to try to understand the truth.)  So, I tried to shrug those things off rather than letting it bug me.

 

My defenses faltered, however, the first time Kevin described seeing Dr. Falwell in the book.  Something about the description of him walking into the room was so spot-on that my emotions snuck up on me and tears started rolling down my face.  Frankly, it was great to see him again, even if it was in the pages of a book.

 

There was no reclaiming my resolve at that point, so I just settled in and kept reading.

 

As pertains to Liberty, The Unlikely Disciple is fair, though not always flattering.  However, most of the negative aspects of Liberty as portrayed in the book were actually not due to Kevin’s perspective as a non-believer (and I would say a bit of a cynic), but rather thanks to the behavior displayed by the other characters in the book – “real” Liberty students.

 

That came as a disappointment to me, but not as a total shock.  In pure numbers, having a campus full of 10,000 students means you can count on a few bad apples – even at Liberty University.  And while there were a couple characters in the book I would have liked to punch in the teeth (I have this repressed violent streak), most of the trouble-makers were just that – trouble-makers, but not too terribly out of hand.

 

The only part of the book where I felt like Liberty may have gotten an undeserved negative slant from Kevin is with regard to academics – at least in the realm of apologetics (and most Bible courses cover apologetics in some respect).  I could tell that he was trying to remain impartial, but his religious skepticism still came through as a bit scoffing when he talked about young-earth creationism and reconciling seemingly-contradictory Scripture passages.

 

He did admit to finding the courses at Liberty challenging, which seemed to come as a surprise to him.  He also signed up for a full load of religion courses, so he missed the opportunity to experience what it’s like to study economics, marketing, statistics or biology at Liberty.  The Bible courses are key (that was my major, you know), but they’re not the full picture.

 

Even so, Kevin freely admitted a certain pull toward the Liberty way of thinking.  Being immersed in the culture, it seems like he came out with more positives than negatives to share:

 

There’s a difference, it seems to me, between the form of religion and the content of religion.  Right now, I’ve got all of the form and not much of the content.  I pray like a Liberty student, I read the Bible like a Liberty student, and I sing in the choir like a Liberty student.  I even go on dates like a Liberty student.  And for the most part, I’ve enjoyed living this way.  But I still don’t believe the same things Liberty students believe about God.  I still don’t believe, as Dr. Falwell said during Easter services this morning, that “the resurrection of Christ is an indisputable fact.”  And yet, the possibility is entering my mind.

 

Kevin even dated at Liberty, and managed to walk a fine line about it, too, which left me crediting him as a gentleman (instead of the jerk he could have easily been if he’d wanted to).  He even found quite a bit of merit in dating without physical pressure.  Sure, making out is fun, but what’s the point if you can’t even have a real conversation with the other person?  Kevin’s experience, tainted by the guilt of not being able to show his true self (and thus blow his cover), brought to mind one of my all-time favorite Derek Webb songs, “I Just Don’t Want Coffee”:    

Tonight as I was driving home I passed a coffee shop
And you know I wrestled with the truth
How I’d explain to you what you could never understand
And how I keep my mind from you
 
But that’s the price I pay
Your way is not my way
Today’s another day
It’s OK 

My favorite aspect of the book includes several passages where Kevin delineates the stark differences between his own contentment and that of the God-serving Liberty students around him:

 

It’s hard to watch Liberty students singing along to worship songs during convocation, raising their hands and smiling beatifically, and not wonder whether they’ve tapped into something that makes their lives happier, more meaningful, more consistently optimistic than mine….

 

Liberty students seem less cynical than the secular students I’ve known.  They seem more optimistic, more emotionally fulfilled.  And after two months of living with them, sharing in their moral victories, I think that optimism and fulfillment may be rubbing off on me….

 

When you’re at Liberty full-time, immersed in this spiritual environment, it’s impossible to keep your objective reference points intact.  Everyone around you is talking about how God changes their lives, all the worship songs are about God “completing” and “filling” and “renewing,” and after a four-month fusillade of that stuff, it sinks in.  You start to see your old, secular self as incomplete.  You wonder if maybe accepting Christ would be worth it just so you could be as happy and bright eyed and earnest as everyone around you….

 

That’s when it happened.  When I heard seven thousand Liberty students erupting in joy all around me, in a dark arena with a huge glowing cross, I got that same tingling sensation.  This time, it began to feel like there was a string connected to the top of my head, and it was being pulled slowly upward, toward the ceiling.  Pretty soon, I was joining the rest of my classmates in shouting and cheering—not out of any duty or desire to blend in, but because in that moment, I couldn’t restrain myself.

 

There are a lot of reasons I enjoyed this book.  There are a lot more reasons that I recommend you go get yourself a copy and read it.  I hope a lot of people who hate Liberty and everything we stand for will get a copy and see their misconceptions overturned.  God can use anything to change a heart.  He can use this book to change the hearts of people who read this book hoping it blasts Liberty.  Kevin’s book could serve to open the eyes of many who have no idea what it means to follow Christ, or what Christianity is all about.

 

Professing Christians need to get a copy of this book, too.  We also have cause to open our eyes.  We are supposed to be people like Christ.  That is a tall order, and no one is perfect, but we can do better.  There were a lot of students represented in that book who can reflect back and be proud of their actions and their testimony.  There are others who I’d imagine must think, “If I had known he wasn’t a Christian, I would never have said/done that.”  That is a difficult realization.  There can always be someone watching.  There is always an opportunity to be a witness for Christ without even opening your mouth to rattle off the Romans road.  It’s a lot about how you treat other people and how you act when you think no one is looking.

 

It should also be a wake-up call.  Liberty University has 10,000 students on campus.  This is and will always be a Christian university, but if you think that means that every person who sets foot on this campus or in these classrooms is a Christian, you are sorely mistaken.  There is a certain comfort level that exists when you know you’re within a group of Christians, but it’s hard to know that for sure, and we shouldn’t take it for granted.

 

I think Kevin Roose’s The Unlikely Disciple stands to make a real difference on both sides of the culture war, which is exactly what Dr. Falwell prayed for him just two years ago: 

 

“Father, I pray for Kevin.  I pray that your annointing will be upon him in a very special way.  And Lord, if you want him in journalism, I pray you’ll put him in key places where he can make a difference in the culture.  God, give him a great family and children that he’ll raise up in the nurture and admonition of your Son.  I put Kevin in your hands, that you’ll make him a special tool, a special instrument in your Kingdom.  For Christ’s sake, Amen.”