One of the more memorable evenings of my Harvard years came when I received a rather panicked call from an administrator for the Committee on the Study of Religion. “Would you be able to pick up a speaker from the airport?” she asked. Of course, I said. Who’s the speaker? “A guy named Alvin Plantinga.” They needed someone to pick him up, and I was the first evangelical doctoral student who came to mind. I had read several of his... Read more