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The power of a nudge

By Dan Williams, vice president for church relations Once he met Jesus, the first thing Philip did was find his friend Nathanael and excitedly inform him, “We have found the one Moses wrote about in the Law and about whom the prophets also wrote — Jesus of Nazareth.” Upon learning of the hometown of Jesus, Nathanael dismissively replied, “Nazareth! Can anything good come from there?”
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The distinguished teacher

By Raymond Muncy Jesus is the world’s most distinguished teacher. It was not an award that men presented to him but a recognition by millions who have sat at his feet for nearly 2,000 years.  He had no classroom, except the one the moment provided. It might be a hillside, a boat or a garden. He received no salary, and when John’s disciples asked for
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The importance of one

—Stephen D. Eckstein Jr. In July 15, 1945, I arrived home to Kansas City, Missouri, on a 30-day furlough before I was to ship out to Japan for the invasion. On Aug. 6, the first atomic bomb was dropped on Hiroshima, Japan. We stayed around the radio and heard three days later the second atomic bomb was dropped on Nagasaki, Japan, and soon the war
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Stepping out of the ordinary

On the cusp of beginning the summer before my senior year at Harding, I was lost. I had quit the major with which I had begun school, drastically altering my eventual career path, and I had lost sight of why I was even studying Spanish in the first place. I recognized that I was in a rut, and what I wanted more than anything at that
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Withstanding hurricanes

Written by Daniel Cherry | Hurricane Michael hit Oct. 10, 2018. For two intense hours I fortified our house against wind that howled like a freight-train whistle. Fifty-year-old oak trees that provided our home with shade and shelter threatened to attack us and render us vulnerable. Roof shingles, once a shield from rain, moved like shrapnel, attacking vehicles, windows and garage doors and stabbing into
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End Note

Like others who have traveled abroad, I often find it challenging to choose a single memory or event from my time in Europe that is my favorite. However, I can say with confidence that the Lord used the three months I spent in Florence, Italy, to grow and challenge me in ways I never thought were possible. My experiences abroad helped me grow individually in
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A time for reflection

I had the whole summer to prepare and plan and think about the year. The day I got elected I started scheduling meetings so I could be prepared — so the rest of the Student Association would have a solid direction moving forward. I didn’t want 
students to see us as a representation of thought but of concrete action. In the fall, my energy had
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Arkansas’ brush with the Beatles

It was 53 years ago that Walnut Ridge, Arkansas, met four mop-topped boys from Liverpool. In 1964, the Beatles came to America, and they appeared on “The Ed Sullivan Show” on Feb. 9. More than half of the American population watched the Beatles’ performance that night, and that’s what pretty much single-handedly launched Beatlemania in the United States. Later that year in the first week
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End Note: Saying thanks

A few of the many scholarship recipients express their gratitude for life-changing kindness and support. As a recipient of the Coons Farrar Scholarship, I feel very blessed by the individuals who value the education and spiritual support we students receive in all of Harding’s programs. This scholarship is not just helping me progress through the next few semesters of nursing school at Harding, but it
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End Note: The letter jacket and the 200 butterfly

The last week of August 1974, I enrolled as a freshman at Harding. As I stood in the registration line in American Heritage, I noticed a middle-aged man dressed very well in coat and tie making a beeline for me. He came right up to me, looked me in the eye, and asked, “Are you Lee Thornton from Nashville?” “Yes sir,” I replied. “Can you
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