Abstract
I taught my first class in 1973 as a graduate assistant in the doctoral program at Florida State University. This year will mark my 28th year as a college teacher. By now I thought I had pretty much “mastered” things, in the sense of knowing what to expect from my students and myself. But this last academic year was different in two ways. First, I returned to the classroom as a student. Second, my oldest child went through his first year in college. Both experiences had unusual impacts in different ways, and I was reminded of some important principles related to our work as Christian professors.