Once when giving a retreat for a group of college students, I met a young woman from Korea. She shared a story with us of a harrowing experience that happened in her native country when she was about thirteen years old.
She was a passenger on a bus that was speeding along the side of a mountain. The road had sharp curves and no guardrails. Everyone on that...
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