I still remember the moment. It was February 12, 2002. The chapel service for the guest speaker was underway. The speaker and his wife sat on the stage during introductions. The wife of the speaker kept looking in my direction; well, to put it bluntly, she continually peered right at me—likewise, the speaker glanced at me quite a bit… [Read More]
BROKEN TO CHANGE THE WORLD
Although I can’t recall the message, I do remember a message. I have no recollection whatsoever of the speaker. No name. No content. Nothing. His appearance is fuzzy. The commencement speaker is like a faded memory forever lost. But a moment on May 10, 2002 remains firmly entrenched in my mind. I sat in the… [Read More]