Michael Horton writes a mean chapter (entitled "Better Homes & Gardens") dropping names like Shaq's missed free throws (all over the place) . . . Descarte, Kant, Hegel, Marx, Heideggar, Gadamer, Ricoeur, Levinas, Schleiermacher, Fichte, Schopenhauer, Feuerback, Oktoberfest, Weinerschnitzel, Volkswagen (brought back bad memories of my Intro to Philosophy course back at school). Reading the chapter, which I have just begun, reminds me of a conversation I had with a certain Ph.D. (oh so tempted to put a link here) a few years ago. During a casual conversation while attending a "Missions Conference" Ph.D. said to me, "Oh John, you'll never understand . . . you are not a Ph.D." My simple world suddenly was cracked wide open, I realized that I was indeed a moron hidden away in the dark closet of stupidity unable to see the light of liberty that was shining so brightly from the ivory tower of academia.
Then I remembered a corny joke I once heard from Dr. Stanley Grenz,
"How do you know that God is not a Ph.D.?
1. He had only one major publication.
2. It was in Hebrew.
3. It had no references.
4. It wasn't published in a refereed journal.
5. Some even doubt he wrote it by himself."