Mad missions

Avoiding the soft despotism that emphasizes personal security | Marvin Olasky

It's good that graduation ceremonies are called commencements, as celebration yields to anticipation. Next week I'll speak at the commencement of City School of Austin, a diverse Christian school that my wife and I helped to start six years ago. The following day the moving van cometh, transporting some of our earthly goods to New York City. That will be the end—unless my mad mission flops—of our 25 years in Austin.

Did I say "mad mission"? Oops, cat's out of the bag. Susan and I have had a succession of mad missions. Did I tell you about the time we moved from San Diego to Long Beach when she was 9 months pregnant with our first child? Did I tell you how, two weeks before City School opened, we didn't have a place where the initial 50 students would go to school?