In September, I brought my textbooks, my computer and a brand-new box of crayons to my first day of class atNorthern Seminary. Since it had been thrity-five years since I was last in a classroom, I figured I’d better come prepared for any eventuality. When I showed my crayons to a couple of classmates during a break, one of them broke out the neon pink and blue Doc McStuffins folder he’d brought along to hold his course syllabus.
It turns out that both of us may have been on to something. [Read more]