Emphasis Preaching Journal

The high school’s open house hustled us parents through an evening’s abbreviated schedule of what our children navigated daily. I did okay with a brief shot of US history and didn’t have enough time to flunk math; but, my daughter’s chemistry teacher threw a question: “How many states of matter are there?” I said, “Three.” The correct answer was, “Four.” “What? Solid, liquid, gas. We learned that in fourth grade.” “Well,” the teacher said, “make space in your mind for a fourth: Plasma.” For me this was a greater change than finding another planet in the solar system.