I’ve been working for universities since 2004. Each spring, I watch thousands of new graduates leave the comforts of college life to launch the careers for which they’ve been planning and preparing. I’ve learned a few things since I entered the post-college, professional workforce in 1999. If you are a new graduate, here are a few things that might help you land that first job.
Proper writing is key.
For those of you who slept through English class and didn’t care about learning proper grammar, you’re already at a disadvantage. Continue reading “Are you a new graduate looking for that first job? These tips might help.”
I recently heard someone say: Jesus was a socialist.
Some campaign buzzwords and phrases that have been used these past four-plus years include “socialism” and “share the wealth.” Most of the time, these words and phrases are linked to attacks on President Obama.
Republican talking heads do all they can to cast the president in a negative light when it comes to universal health care and the beefing up of government-run programs such as welfare, food stamps, etc. to care for the poor.
At the National Prayer Breakfast, the president tried to use a “What would Jesus do?” theme as a tactic to advance his political objectives.
In light of this national discussion, I’ve actually had to challenge my Republican leanings and my Christian beliefs and ask myself: Was it Jesus’ desire for us to share our wealth with others and support them through the funnel of government? Continue reading “Was Jesus a Socialist?”
Yesterday was Palm Sunday.
We had a guest preacher at our church and he helped me understand, somewhat, one of the many mysteries of the Bible that has perplexed me for years.
“What changed between Sunday and Friday?”
Sunday is Palm Sunday, the day Jesus arrived in Jerusalem and was heralded as the coming King! A crowd of thousands of Jews, armed with palms, rushed out to meet him as he entered the city. The Jews believed him to be the one of whom Scripture foretold, the one to sweep in and squash their Roman occupiers.
Hosanna! Continue reading “Trampled by a donkey”