“There is a big fallacy in your train of thinking, sounds like it may have been learned at one of those institutions of ‘so-called’ higher learning!”
This is a deflective, cheap shot that I hear frequently. Interestingly, I never promote my education in conversations; one must look at my CV, LinkedIn profile, or Academic profile to obtain that information.
However, this raises an interesting question that some have actually asked and others have skirted around. Why did I pursue advanced degrees, and why do I work at learning more about philosophy, theology, sociology, law, and history? My quest is prompted by three things that etched themselves into my imagination.
First, there is the model of Daniel, one of my favorite prophets. Having been captured in the Babylonian destruction of Jerusalem in 486 BC, he was displaced and resettled, along with other intelligent young men, in Babylon to serve in the king’s palace. Daniel, it is noted, excelled in learning the literature and language of the Chaldean. God gave Daniel and his friends the ability to learn, assimilate, and apply knowledge while also giving Daniel insight into all visions and dreams.
Daniel, a scholar in “secular” knowledge, an uncompromised servant of God, and a spiritually gifted person, was able to relate to Chaldeans on their own terms, in their own language, referencing their own literature with insights from God. It’s all there in the Old Testament (the Tanakh) in the book that bears his name.
Second, there is a picture that intrigued me as a child, which I used to illustrate this post. According to Wikipedia, the original photograph was taken by Eric Enstrom in his studio in the early 1900s. While the photo itself is a studio illustration of piety that may not have accurately reflected the subject’s actual lifestyle, it has always spoken to me of the humility and trust that I strive to embody in my relationship with Christ and others. This picture speaks to me in ways that I find difficult to articulate fully; it hangs in my office over my bookshelves as a reminder of who I am.
Third, there are the people I have known over the years, individuals who have struggled deeply, tormented by their past or their family of origin, or imprisoned by their greed, facing the wreckage of their behavior. They have called me to lament and weep over their loss. Women who have been raped and physically abused, who have sat with me to question where God was in their pain. Men who, upon discovering the infidelity of their wives, felt crushed under the collapse of what they thought they had. Addicts who could not shake the chains of their addictions and were desperate to find a way out. A single mom who had just received word she had an inoperable form of cancer and three months to live. A university professor who confidently asserted what I believed was little more than myth and had the citations to provide a robust defense of his proposition, yet he admitted his own questions about life and death troubled him deeply. The truckers who cursed when I arrived at the truck stop to talk with the cook, who was one of my parishioners, and announced my arrival with the words, “Hey, everyone, this is my pastor, Ray.” I’ve never seen a diner empty faster. Or, the woman who fell at my feet, weeping because she felt so alone and unworthy, but looked for reassurance that Jesus did love her. Or, the woman who was miraculously healed of cancer, an event verified by her puzzled radiologist, and wanted to know how to live as a believer. Or the young female manager who broke down in a training session, weeping. When I pulled her aside to ask what the problem was, she related that she had been given the position as a bribe to avoid reporting sexual abuse. Or, the mom whose full-term, nine-pound stillborn boy I held in my arms as she and her husband wept over the loss of their child.
I could go on, but the point is that these faces from my pastoral experience and later my consulting experience are deeply ingrained in my mind. They asked disturbingly profound questions, the kind that are untouchable by platitudes and random Bible quotations.
I am committed to learning, listening, intercession, and works of grace. I hold to the concept of common grace, i.e., the universal and undeserved goodness of God toward sinners. By common grace, God restrains sin, evil, misery, and wrath in this fallen world, while conferring general, non-redemptive blessings on all people. I see scientific knowledge, insights, and breakthroughs as part of this grace. I see medicine and art as part of this grace. All discoveries that restrain evil, misery, and wrath in this world are part of God’s common grace. Oddly, some Christians can’t see this grace at work and assign it the pejorative title of secular knowledge. However, my experience shows that any knowledge, biblical or secular, can be used either to promote the welfare of others or to oppress, steal, and destroy others. Daniel used “secular” knowledge as a platform for communication with profound effect.
So, for those who have asked, here are my motives. I will continue to learn, explore, and apply all that I can for the welfare of the city I live in and of those I influence. My life verse, found in Paul’s letter to the Colossian church, is a fitting summary of my quest: We proclaim Him, admonishing every person and teaching every person with all wisdom, so that we may present every person complete in Christ. (Colossians 1:28)




What differentiates the United States from every other nation? I was taught American exceptionalism, the idea that the United States of America is a unique and even morally superior country for historical, ideological, and religious reasons. Proponents of American exceptionalism generally pair the belief with the claim that the United States is obligated to play a special role in global politics.
I awoke this morning to discover that my Facebook account had been permanently disabled. Apparently, in the night, a hacker first tried to reproduce my site and then did something to have my account permanently disabled.
During the 2024 Presidential election campaign season, an acquaintance asked me what my problem was with Mr. Trump. I explained that my difficulty wasn’t with Mr. Trump, I could vote for someone else, my difficulty was with Evangelical leaders’ unqualified support of Mr. Trump’s candidacy for the presidency. I explained that what I found surprising in the support offered by the Evangelical world for Mr. Trump was a distinct lack of coaching in the faith they said he professed in Jesus as Lord. The President’s rhetoric and some of his values stand in opposition to faith in Christ.
Commentary about the 2024 presidential election focuses a lot on the polarization in American politics. But what were the common themes, even between widely divergent extremes?