LETTER EROM THE EDITRR
Dear Readers,
Being the editor of a newspaper
does afford one certain advantages.
Take for instance this Issue of the
Alelheia. Being the editor, I had a
chance to review the material on its
pages and in some of the editorials
were comments i found I could relate to
rather well. Two of them speak of
respect towards eachother as
Christians, no matter what our
differences mag be. I would like to
expand and expound on this Issue.
About a year end a half ago (seems
like a lot longer!) I told my ’high school
sweetheart" to get out of my life for
good (he somehow managed to pop Into
mg life at all the wrong times!). He
wasn't a Christian, he was going to Hell
and I didn't think he was worth the time
it took to be his friend. In essence,
what i said was, you're not a Christian
therefore, you are not worth anything.
Great example, huh?
Fortunately, God gave me the
opportunity, quite recently, to correct
mg previous mistake and now we are
friends. Of course, there are a lot of
things we cannot share because our
lifestyles are so totally different but 1
have come to realize that no matter
how quickly or harshly I judge someone.
It's not going to turn them Into a
Super-Christian or even a Christian.
That Is their own choice. I would also
like to say how much happier I am, now
that I find myself trying to improve my
relationship with God Instead of trying
to Improve other people's
relatlonship(s) with God. Of course, i
like to help out other people whenever 1
can, but I think now I realize that there
Is something to that saying "Walk the
v/alk, don't just talk the talk."
So, 1 would like to encourage all of
you who read this issue to maybe go
over the pages of the Aletheia again and
see If we don't see ourselves hidden
somewhere In the pages.
NANCV NICHOLS
HN UNEHSV TRPIC
GARRETT STANFIELD
1 got rove reviews over my
previous articles from both staff end
readers; I'd like to give a humble "thank
you" and give Jesus lOOX of the credit.
I'm glad you liked me when 1 was funny,
but right now there's a serious topic on
my mind that I went to discuss. It's an
uneasy topic, one that seldom comes to
the speech of most people, but because
of Its extreme Importance I'd like to
bring It to light for the first time In a
while.
The topic Is Hell.
That didn't settle In very well
with you readers, did It? I personally
flinched a bit as I wrote the word
Itself. But that should be a warning to
us that this form of neglect could be
extremely, eternally costly.
Why are we so reluctant to bring
the topic to our lips? Is It because
we're afraid of what others will sag
back? The general consensus seems to
be that we'll drive everyone away from
the Christ that loves them. Maybe
they'll think we're jerks or religious
nuts. No Christian would wont that,
right?
If there was a poisonous snake In
the gross you were stepping In,
wouldn't you want some sort of
warning? If there were permanent
Injury or death Involved In working
some machinery the wrong way, would
you or wouldn't you be thankful for
knowledge of the right way of working
the device? Do you think that the
person who Installed the sign reading
"DANGER: BRIDGE OUT" was a complete
scumbag for stopping your joyride for
the sake of the trivial matter of your
personal safety? Of course not! In
fact, the opposite is true: Anyone who
would withold Information of
prevention of great loss would be
performing an act of selfishness In the
most complete definition of the word!
Yet we Christians would keep bock
giving the message of how to avoid the
eternal agony, pain, and torture In
hellfire In order to preserve our egos
This Is a feeling that I know of too
well; I don't like getting snubbed by a
witnesses for showing signs of
religiousness. But look at the matter
In this light: that stigma of a deflated
ego Isn't forever. Torment In Hell is!!
Would you rather live with a bruise on
your ego or blood on your hands? At
best the person will soy "yes" to Christ,
at worst, "no"-. What have you lost In
either case?
Remember, eighty-three people die
without Christ every minute. Don't let
one slip through your fingers.
WeVto««>tTo
INUESTrtEHT DECiSlOH MBKIHG
KEVIN AUMAN
1 suppose having spent me past lour
gears in the business world has, to a
large degree, influenced my very
different view of higher education. 1
say very different because it has
become Increasingly obvious to me that
the way I view College and the way
many other people view College Is
totally different. As a business person,
I made decisions— important
decisions— every day. Decisions that
could realistically determine whether
or not we would be In business six
months down the road. I made a number
of Important Investment decisions.
Capital always seemed to be in short
supply so any risks had to be carefully
calculated, every aspect of the
Investment had to be taken Into
consideration, no detail could be
overlooked.
When I made the decision to leave
the business and continue my education,
the same attention to detail was used
to determine the College that I would
attend. Higher education, for me, was
an expensive proposition, not one to be
'taken lightly. !■ spent a great deal of
^ lime gathering information about the
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GARRETT STANFIELD
colleges that I was interested in and
was certain of mg choice to attend
Montreat - Anderson.
I personally find It absurd to hear
students complaining about how they
dislike the College. Why, pray tell, are
they spending several thousand dollars
per year to attend a college they dislike
so much?
There are several thousand
Colleges In this country, there are as
many different kinds of Colleges as
there are people. Why then, spend
money to attend a College and then
complain about it? If you went to
purchase a new car would you just buy
the first one that came along and then
complain about how much you hated it?
If someone heard you complaining, most
likely they would say, "why did you buy
it?"
Shall I go so far as to say, to those
of you who are complaliviny so loudly,
WHY ARE YOU HER[ *?
It all started off during the
Rennaissance. Men looked at women and
uplifted them, holding them up as
beautiful creations and not just
possessions. Afterward, in 1920,
women received the right to vote, thus
taking another stand for themselves. In
the early 1940's, while the men went
off to war, the women worked In the
job openings the men vacated. This led
on to the 1960's and '70's, where
liberal and radical feminists came in,
tired of "being held hostage under male
thumbs." Into the job markets they
went, becoming doctors, lawyers, truck
drivers, and other occupations where
only men had previously trod.
" Today, In 1988, the roles have even
become reversed. Now Yfomen are on
the march usurping man's domination
and placing them on the lower deck.
Women-fought for equal rights and got
them.
But, a cruel tunabout has happened.
Women are currently heaping tons of
abuse on the male. The extent of male
bashing has reached epidemic
proportions. Take the commercials on
television. Ever see the one where the
wife drags along the husband to the
mini-van dealership just because
"someone has to choose the color?"
How about the one for bran cereal
v/here she makes all the tennis shots
while he gets beaned by the ball?
Also the T.V. programs? I've
watched many episodes of "Married
With Children" where A1 Bandy's efforts
to do something constructive are
consistantly lambasted by his wife
Peggy. It makes me sick!
This is a major reason why I've had
a major problem with girls and have
never dated before: I'm especially
afraid of being shosvn incompetent and
fear winding up with a militant
feminist who thinks guys have an
efficiency rating equal to the number of
Moral Majority members attending 'The
Last Temptation of Christ."
Look, girls, if you wish to be equal
with us guys. It's no biggie with me; I
don't object to your running for office
or getting the same pay for doing the
same work 1 do. What I ^ object to Is
pointing at me and laughing when I can't
lift a 75 lbs. box. I would however, like
a helping hand. Male and female
together, one filling in where another
falters; now that's sexual equality!
SNACK
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