Revealing religion: Understanding faith at Stanford
It’s my first day at Stanford: a whirlwind of unpacked suitcases, reshuffled notebooks and crumpled bedding. My roommate and I meet each other for the first time and choose our beds. Our parents all shake hands. Then, in the blink of an eye, we’re alone for the first time.
I take a deep breath and ask my roommate the question I’ve been waiting to ask: Are you comfortable if I pray?
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