These past two weeks, I have been appalled, shocked and dismayed as I have investigated “Christian” colleges that my daughter is interested in attending and heard reports of several state universities. I’m not sure which surprised me more (albeit, I realize I’m a morally straight-up, nicely sheltered prude…. and proud of it most of the time) the fact that a professor at a nearby “professing” Christian college relayed to me that less than half the staff THAT TEACH at the college believe that the Bible is inerrant…. OR…. the fact that the dorms at the big state college here in town have co-ed dorms and BATHROOMS! WHAT? SO much has changed since our college days… oh…. my…. word.
With my daughter by my side, we introduced ourselves to a psychology prof whom she would be taking classes from if she attended the school we were touring. He asked if I had any questions. Boy howdy, did I! My first one was about the professors believing the Bible’s innerrancy…..my second was an inquiry about his personal beliefs and worldview. I didn’t reserve these questions solely to the psychology department…. I thought it was even more apropos to ask the dean of the Christian studies program. “Most of the profs in the Christian Studies department believe like you do, Mrs. Crosby.” MOST!?! I’m more concerned about the few that don’t…. EVEN having a teaching job in that department. Good gravy!
(Here’s my daughter with her suitcase packed ready to jump on the college train.)
My questioning ended with the Christian Studies gentleman with an inquiry if there were any required religious courses. He quite satisfactorily affirmed that yes, all students must take Worldview. (That could be good or bad, depending on what that prof believes!!!) Larisa chimed in at that moment and said that she had already taken Worldview. The prof asked what college she is transferring from. She replied that she is a senior in high school. He then cross-examined about what school teaches Worldview. “I’m homeschooled,” she answered. With eyes as big as the free frizbees they were giving away, he turned back to me and queried in disbelief, “YOU taught Worldview to your highschool homeschooler?” “Yes,” I admitted a little more timidly than my questions had been delivered, “I thought it was really important.” He actually shook his head at me.
After my questions were exhausted… as well as my little brain trying desperately to wrap itself around these ideas that are accepted by most now-a-days…. my daughter turned to me and said, “Wow, Mom, those were tough questions. I didn’t know you were going to ask questions like that. Good job.” What was I supposed to be asking? “Do you give scholarships for being really cute?” (I wish!)
I’m feeling older and more prudish as each day passes. I’m relating more to Noah than to the world we are surrounded by. In and not of, baby. All the way.
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