Joy and Willful Ignorance
When pondering my year-end review of a deeply personal nature, one thing keeps bubbling to the surface: Joy. It may not have been the happiest of years (god knows, I have more reasons than most in my circles for deep-rooted unhappiness of late) but it certianly is the most personally joyous. This is the year where I crossed a threshold of understanding regarding the difference.
Yet many in my know would reject the notion that I — a still-recovering ex-evangelical/fundamentalist — would have any hope of this special kind of joy. The irony! I see my stuborn rejection of a life of willful ignorance as one of the cornerstones of my fountain of joy.
Speaking of Willful Ignorance, here’s a particularly interesting comparison for this christmas day: a colorfully-written column by Discovery Institute’s creationist neurosurgeon, Michael Egnor and an air-tight response from one of my favorites, Dr. Steven Novella.