Opinion

I don’t remember my mother singing much to me and my brother during our formative years. (Technically, I’m still in my formative years -- if you count forming calluses, wrinkles, reasons to go to bed before nine…) Sure, Mom did a dutiful job of singing in church (while Dad hummed), but there wasn’t the oneon- one, “patty cake, patty cake” experience seen in some families. (SOMEWHERE I came up with the misheard “The Farmer in the Deal,” but I don’t think there was a maternal aspect to the transaction.)

Being a lifelong music fan and an occasional radio host, I’ve often baffled my family with my song selections. I believe that the driver of the vehicle controls the music. I’m the one who has to stay alert, right? So my lucky passengers have long been treated to my music choices. At first, it was a mix tape, aptly named. Later, I began “burning” random songs to compact discs. Now I create my own playlists, and play them directly from my phone into the car speakers.

As a believer in Christ, I must admit that reading and studying the book of Revelation has always been the most daunting and challenging responsibility. In my thirty-nine years I have been frightful at the thought of the Second Advent of Jesus and I know that I cannot be alone in these feelings. Have you too felt this way?

Over the years, I’ve gotten quite a few chuckles reminiscing about my youngest cousin Scott’s purely logical reaction to an unfamiliar food that was set before him.

In America it has always been an article of faith that one should get a college degree. I have said for a decade that, due to liberal professors and a lack of competition or cost controls, traditional college no longer represents the value proposition it once did. Higher education charges tuition at twice the rate of inflation and is not responsible for the products it produces. Colleges are essentially a government monopoly. But since they are government, overseen by government, government lets them get away with little accountability.