Many of us are familiar with 1 Corinthian 13, “Love is patient; love is kind…” I’ve heard the passage over and over but I have never given it much thought. I cringe when I hear the exchange of “I love you” and find it difficult to accept or to tell someone that I love them. I’m not sure if I have the capacity to love.
On Jan. 11, 2004, at 10 p.m. I walked into the emergency room of the Foothills Hospital in Calgary. My mother lay immobilized on a spine board. I prayed to God not to take her away from me.
It is ironic to me that university institutions whose primary goal is to foster curiosity and the thirst for knowledge should work so hard to stifle groups and messages which run contrary to its politically correct ideology.
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