It’s November in Texas, which, might I add, has been a glorious month as far as temperatures go. For anyone who enjoys camping, this is a (or, as far as Texas goes, maybe “the”) prime month to pack up your old Coleman or what-have-you and spend a few days “roughing it.”
One of the noblest ways someone can choose to spend their time or live their life is in service. Service comes in many forms: feeding the homeless; picking up trash on the side of the highway; choosing a career in the military, law enforcement or the fire department; mission trips; and many more. But the many forms of service all have one thing in common: They are selfless acts.
America’s founding principles of liberty and equality have guided our nation’s path from 1776 to the present day. These principles took us to revolution and war. Their promise drove freedom fighters to America’s streets to demand that the state recognize the same rights of non-landowners, minorities and women.
Monday night, Baylor screened the documentary “I’m not a Racist…am I?” There was a considerable student turnout. The documentary was insightful and relatable for a large portion of the audience. However, the conversation afterward disappointed me, probably because I’m not a part of the audience who could relate.
The debate in America surrounding the criminalization of homelessness just got a bit more heated after officers in Fort Lauderdale, Fla., cited 90-year-old Arnold Abbott for comforting his homeless neighbors in a public park with a free meal.
Beauty pageants do not sit well with me. Showboating physical appearance while claiming to promote various social causes, which often include women’s self-esteem, seems contradictory.
Christian movies suck. They do. They really do. Ask anybody if they enjoyed the film “God’s Not Dead” more than the new “Guardians of the Galaxy” flick. The same principle applies to music.
To leash or not to leash?
