This is the week where things pick up again. Our first four days of class belong to syllabi, class introductions,
Can you imagine walking into Kilworth basement on a Tuesday night to a room of strangers, with Cody expecting you to explain and discuss your feelings about hell or controversial topics?
I did not grow up in the church. My family didn’t go to church. This one time my friend tried to convert me to Mormonism, and I was like, “sure” and my mom was like, “no.”
It seems safe to say that life has been rough lately with sickness, death, school work, heart break, and some confusion as to why life works the way it does.
Let’s be honest, new semesters are a mix of pure joy and pure hell. After being home for five weeks, it seems like everyone just wants to come back to the beautiful Puge