Turned into a force to be reckoned with, not only in Houston, but around the state. Eventually, I left Boston behind and continued college at UT-Austin. It was at this point that my path began to stray from this publication. I joined the staff of. This was an integral part of my life, and it is weird to think how I .

Expatriate adventures through the eyes of faith. Is sharing more than self-centered expression? When we gather together, we are to experience the reality of our common heritage. But we have cheapened the idea of sharing to the point where sharing now means to exhibit ourselves rather than to demonstrate Christ to one another.

Voices escape singing sad sad songs. Tuned to chords strung down your cheeks. Bitter melodies turning your orbit around. Luckily, my friend is not sick or ailing. And in spite of other intolerable suffering, has friends, family, and a wealth of support. Even still, how does a person trust in his or her finality at the hands of strangers? I am so proud to call the person who authored.

Leg day at the gym.