I spent four years of my life in Deland, Florida about twenty miles west of Daytona Beach at StetsonUniversity. Not long after my freshman year started, I began attending StetsonBaptistChurch and attended there all four years.

One of the reasons why I was attracted to the church was because of a pharmacist that worked with college students there named Dean West. Mr. West was (to say the least) a unique individual. He was very unconventional in his thinking on a lot of things, but he had a gift to really make you think about things and see things in a different light.

The first Sunday I walked into that class, I discovered that he only had one role on Sunday morning. He did something that first Sunday that he did every Sunday I was there for four years. He would walk up to the blackboard …