I love being a teacher; I really do. I consider myself incredibly blessed to be able to do what I do every day – to work where I work, to teach what I teach, and to see my students wrestle with the BIG questions the study of Theology demands of us – if we take it seriously – each and every day. I couldn’t imagine ever wanting to leave my job for another (unless I could be a Ghostbuster (and I mean an actual Ghostbuster, with a proton pack, PKE meter, traps, and a cool car like the Ecto-1 NOT one of those lame “ghost hunters” on Discovery or TLC with infrared cameras and a stupid compass)). However, the profession of teaching is often presented (both cinematically and literarily) in…let’s say less than accurate ways. And, while I may dig his hat and love his adventures, there are few worse offenders of this than Indiana Jones. So Indy, let’s see how you misled a young Michael about what his future career would entail. Continue reading