Guilty of Calvinism

In my university days—and before I ever was a Calvinist—I wrote a letter to the editor of the local daily press. The letter was in response to the previous day’s article written by a General Studies major at the same university who lamented the fact that she was struggling to find a job that “fully utilizes her college education.” In my letter I pointed out the absurdity of this given that she evidently studied so broadly that no job in the world existed that could meet her criteria. A number of responses came to the newspaper; some on my side, some on the other side. One of the letters that opposed me referred to me as a “Calvinist,” almost as if that were a sufficient argument against my position. Now that I am a Calvinist, I look back and feel quite honored by this preemptive accusation.