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Word Count: The Road to Recovery As most high schoolers do, my friends and I spent the brisk autumn Friday nights cheering on our football team. Looking back, it seems like we spent more time getting ready for football games than we did for the prom. Our faces caked with blue and gold paint, pom-poms in hand, and three layers of socks to protected our toes from the chilly Wisconsin wind—we were ready for the game. The crowd belted loud chants, jeered the refs, and roared as the final buzzer sounded. Well… almost all the games went like this, until the one game in particular changed my life forever. Friday, September 27, 2013; this was the night I realized that something was drastically missing from my life. As the game ended, a cloud…show more content…
Growing up, going to Mass on Sundays was simply built into our family schedule and I never questioned it. But as a got older, I learned to truly appreciate the peace and tranquility of the Mass. Being in the presence of God, receiving Him through the Eucharist, and singing praises to him was completely transformational for me. The Mass allows me to escape the commotion of everyday life so that I can relax and refocus on God. I continue to struggle living out my faith, but I always look forward to Sunday mornings to start the week off in the right mindset. Three years later, I sit here stronger than ever because of Turner’s accident. I’m not one to speak up and be vocal with my faith, but I endeavor to live by example. Hanging above my desk in my dorm room is a verse from Matthew 5:16: "Let your light shine before men in such a way that they may see your good works, and glorify your Father in heaven.” This verse is a constant reminder for me to be a witness of my Catholic faith, even in an environment where faith is not typically placed in the forefront. It isn’t easy to sit through a class when abortion is the topic of discussion for the day, to watch people make repulsive decisions on Saturday nights while they’re intoxicated, and to see other students conform to beliefs just because it’s the “cool” thing to…show more content…
While most college students succumb to the atmosphere of partying and getting drunk on the weekends, I choose not to drink. The amount of wine I have sipped on Sundays at Mass greatly surpasses any amount alcohol I have consumed during my two years of college. Some people would call me crazy, others would wonder how on Earth you could go through college never getting drunk, but to me the answer is simple. It’s not worth it! It’s not worth the risk of being so hungover that I would sleep through Mass the next day, it’s not worth the risk of losing control of my thoughts so much that I would say something hurtful or offensive to someone, it’s not worth the risk of acting so crazy that I would do something that goes against my
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