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Debates about education are being intensely waged across the country these days. With public school funding in a precarious position in many states and disagreements over issues such as vouchers and charter schools increasing, Dr. Warren A. Nord has offered an interesting reflection on the place of religion in education in the United States in his new book, Does God Make a Difference? Taking Religion Seriously in our Schools and Universities.

Nord is a renowned philosopher who retired from the faculty of the University of North Carolina in 2009. His daring and provocative book contends that teaching religion in our public schools is not a violation of the constitution. Rather, not teaching religion is a betrayal of the public trust.

Nord argues that public schools and universities leave the vast majority of students religiously illiterate. This kind of education is not religiously neutral, which is a matter of constitutional importance; rather it borders on secular indoctrination when measured against the requirements of a good liberal education and the demands of critical thinking.

Dr. Warren A. Nord

If we care about the state of education in America, we need to read this book. Ignorance of religion is playing a huge role in our response to present wars and world tensions. We can’t make sense of the world without knowing something of the world’s religions. Faith plays a major role in the lives, politics, and decisions of billions of people, and has helped shape nations and history. The current uprisings in Tunisia, Yemen, Egypt and Libya are certainly not void of religious aspects.

Dr. Nord argues that you can’t have a good liberal education without religious training. As we consider the future of education in our America, we need to include this notion in our thinking

 

 

Check out Dr. Nord’s Book:

Does God Make a Difference? Taking Religion Seriously in our Schools and Universities

 

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Yesterday was an amazing day! Historic. So many vivid memories it’s hard to process. There’ve been plenty of people dissecting all the symbolism so I won’t go there. But two images stand out for me. They’re not profound really but illustrate for me this feeling of ‘new day’ that so many people have been talking about. The first is Little Sasha giving her new president dad a thumbs up after he took the oath. The second was the sea of cell phones & digital cameras that lit up the room as the President & First Lady entered the Youth Ball. For me, those two images round out the whole new day concept pretty nicely.

As I return to the routine of my studies & work, the words of Elizabeth Alexander’s Inaugural Poem, Praise Song for the Day, stay with me.

Praise song for the day.
Each day we go about our business,
walking past each other,
catching each others’ eyes or not,
about to speak or speaking.
All about us is noise.
All about us is noise and bramble,
thorn and din,
each one of our ancestors on our tongues.
Someone is stitching up a hem,
darning a hole in a uniform,
patching a tire,
repairing the things in need of repair.
Someone is trying to make music somewhere
with a pair of wooden spoons on an oil drum
with cello, boom box, harmonica, voice.
A woman and her son wait for the bus.
A farmer considers the changing sky;
A teacher says, “Take out your pencils. Begin.”
We encounter each other in words,
words spiny or smooth,
whispered or declaimed;
words to consider, reconsider.
We cross dirt roads and highways that mark
the will of someone
and then others who said,
“I need to see  what’s on the other side;
I know there’s something better
down the road.”
We need to find a place where we are safe;
We walk into that which we cannot yet see.
Say it plain, that many have died for this day.
Sing the names of the dead
who brought us here,
who laid the train tracks, raised the bridges,
picked the cotton and the lettuce,
built brick by brick the glittering edifices
they would then keep clean
and work inside of.
Praise song for struggle;
praise song for the day.
Praise song for every hand-lettered sign;
The figuring it out at kitchen tables.
Some live by “Love thy neighbor as thy self.”
Others by first do no harm,
or take no more than you need.
What if the mightiest word is love,
love beyond marital, filial, national.
Love that casts a widening pool of light.
Love with no need to preempt grievance.
In today’s sharp sparkle, this winter air,
anything can be made, any sentence begun.
On the brink, on the brim, on the cusp — praise
song for walking forward in that light.

On the brink, on the brim, on the cusp – anything can be made, any sentence begun. For this to truly be a new day, it will have to be about more than President Obama. It will have to be about each of us. What will we make? What new sentence will we begin?

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