In the month of May, after Baccalaureate festivities are over, when I walk between our little chapel and one of our academic departments, hundreds of star-jasmines blooming along the walkway are, in a word, intoxicating.
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Peace: I am blessed to walk the long way around our little campus just to mingle with jasmine-soaked wind. I think God is in the wind: the Holy Spirit.
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Prayer: Healing for a man’s eyes, a woman who awaits birth (sent me a sonogram), and a woman who waits for a miracle.
KAREN AN-HWEI LEE 