In Through the Backdoor: Fiction’s Power to Open a Closed Heart

“My heart is stirred by a noble themeas I recite my verse for the king;my tongue is a pen of the skillful writer.” (Psalm 45:1) “Human beings are communal and seek to communicate persuasively with one another. Rhetoric is about persuasion…and that old Roman teacher Quintilian defines the rhetor as, “The good man speaking well.” (Jerry Root) I am the son…

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The Passion Picture

Sin sneaks. This means that sin’s greatest power is found in its inherent ability to get you to think that it has no power. The average person tends to view sin as nothing more than a minor temptation or a nagging itch, nothing really to concern yourself about because the warnings of its deadly effects are hollow, nothing to fear.…

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Pears and Asparagus: What it Means to Be Human

Philosophy defined is the study of human existence and knowing; philosophy applied is nothing more than a bad accident waiting to happen.  Reading philosophy as a hobby can be quite fascinating. Not only does the study of the mind offer an endless labyrinth of complex thought, but working through mental puzzles of logic can be quite exhilarating. It is also…

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Until the Tires Fall Off: The Wonder of Rush

On February 17 we lost the legendary talk radio host, Rush Limbaugh, after a year-long battle with lung cancer. Though a highly controversial figure throughout his career, no one can deny his contribution to the rise in popularity of talk radio, as well as his influence in politics. His booming voice with his blend of serious commentary and humorous satire…

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Failed Heroes and the Curse of Red Kryptonite

“Say Jim, that’s a bad outfit!”  The audience in the crowded theater went wild. I will never forget it, the first time I saw Superman: The Movie it captured my young imagination like nothing else. I was a twelve-year-old boy when my dad took me to an urban movie theater near Downtown Cleveland to watch Christopher Reeves soar across the…

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