Today one of my students, a 20 year old post graduate from Cameroon, passed away while playing basketball. He just signed with Wichita State. I have been so filled with my own personal struggle with infertility that at times I forget about people. Guy (french pronunciation) was in one of my classes and he lives in my dorm, but yet I feel I never made an effort to know more about him. Infertility consumes my thoughts, prayers, and life at the expense of the immediate life at hand. I want a life inside of me but I can't forget the people I work with on a daily basis. My pastor said in our modern society we place the program over people and I beleive it is true. We have 400 students and 100 faculty/staff who need your prayers. We have a grieving family that needs your prayers. I need your prayers as well.
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