The Undecided Decided

Ask a student at one of those pagan institutions of higher learning what he’s majoring in and he’ll shoot straight with you: “I’m undecided,” he’ll say.  “But you’re a senior,” you’d say.  “Yea,” he’ll say, “I’m still undecided.”

Ask a student at Lincoln Christian College and Seminary what he’s majoring in, however, and you’re likely to get Jeremiah 29:11: “I’m waiting on God’s plan to prosper me and give me a future and a hope.” Or the more apathetic: “I’m waiting for God to open that door.” Or something more cryptic: “I’m just majoring in Jesus for now.” Or an old standby: “I’m not sure what God’s will is for my life just yet.”

Huh?  So you’re majoring in what again exactly?  BS?

Despite the occasional dodge to a simple question, the student body at Lincoln Christian College impressed me.  Ten percent of the crowd tonight sponsored a child.  That’s huge.  These people live on Ramen and Kool-Aid, after all, and obviously have a hard time making up their minds about stuff.  And a hard time making up their minds about whether they’ve made up their minds about stuff.  Yet they decided to give up their cash and save some lives tonight.  Amazing.  Many thanks, Lincoln, Illinois. 

(And special thanks to Mandy, the promoter, who smelled nice. I’m just saying…)