If the Foundations are Destroyed . . .
I’ll never forget the way I felt the night Bill Clinton was elected. For a bit of context, I grew up in the height of the Moral Majority and the Reagan presidency. As a result, the Christianity that I experienced was one of heightened political awareness and involvement. I was not old enough to vote in 1992, but as a freshman in high school, I remember many political discussions in classes and around lunch tables. So, the night of the…