Graduation is in less than 100 days (the countdowns have started). I’m doing a lot of planning. And—dare I say it?—not a lot of praying.

I felt a thrill when I heard the news, and dashed off a couple of Facebook messages to my Argentine friends. I also clicked the Like button all down my newsfeed. Like. Like. Like. Like. Comment. Like. Share.

Their droopy eyes told me we were in for a long and listless afternoon. I was studying the Gospel of Mark with a group of fifteen college students at Campus by the Sea.

I met Ms. Merdise in the kitchen of her church, which is not surprising. Many people have met her there. 

On February 9, Richard Twiss left this earth and entered his true, eternal home. We know he is now in the physical presence of the Lord and Savior he loved so deeply and served so well. 

Today, International Women’s Day, many women will receive flowers or small gifts from husbands, children, or colleagues.

The summer after my freshman year of college messed up my life. I had it all planned out. My first year of college had been amazing. I’d made a ton of new friends whom I loved spending time with and I had started dating a girl early in the year. 

Even though I am Navajo, I didn’t grow up in a household that practiced the traditional ways. I was raised believing in God and going to church every Sunday, but I never took any of it to heart.