Here I was, 8 am sitting in a boring math lecture. I decide to leave for a brathroom break. As soon as I walk out I see a classmate crouched down crying. I immdeiatley went towards her and asked her if she was ok. She didnt respond I didnt know wether to leave or stay. I kept asking and asking, maybe it was something I could help with. She later stopped sobbing and explained to me that she got a phone call from a family member saying that her grandmother was very ill and wwas dying. I was shocked, I was at a loss for words. I rubbed her leg, trying to console her and I said I “know how you feel, I went through the same thing everything will be fine.” She later explained how her grandmother raised her and she lived her dearly. She was making plans to go see her grandmother of 94 years up in El Salvador, and take her to the beach with the money she would recive from a scholarship. She began to cry and say how she wont be able to take her. I once again didnt know what to say. There was a long silence. I then said “Teresa, you need to have faith everything will turn out good. You need to pray to God and just main tain faith. God does great miracles.”I could not belive I was saying this.

Faith is a beutiful thing to have when you feel all hope is lost. God is a great person to turn to when you have no one else.

Weird part is I’m no very religious. I dont go to church. I hardly pray. But yet I still preahed her these words and actually belived in what I was saying. Why?