So I would say that my prayers were going cold and faith becoming old, but tragedy has a funny way reversing my spiritual life. I attend a private Christian university that seems to have a bubble around it because nothing really bad penetrates through. Something happened, something really bad happened. To see and read about all of the details, go to http://bigcountryhomepage.com/search-fulltext?nxd_id=432957 or some of the other articles about the fatal bus crash on 11-4-11. I cried for people I did not know, I prayed for those still in the hospital, and found/gave support from those around me. My prayers and faith became anything but cold and old. Through this sorrow, I can rise...
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Rise by Shawn McDonald
