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Teachers. We have all had them. Some we have loved and others we have despised. Some are recollected in epic proportions, and of some we share horror stories like a badge of honor, boasting our survival. Others bring a nostalgic smile to our face and a few were not merely mentors, but friends . . .
The never ending commentary on this ‘historic election’ is playing out in real-time on every cable news channel and newspaper headline. The rhetoric is getting louder and more vicious on both sides and Tuesday, November 8th, cannot come soon enough. The anxiety and fear is palpable. Both Clinton and Trump are plagued by personal rumors, scandals and have some of the most unfavorable ratings in campaign history.
It’s that moment. When the murmuring of the audience and soft rustling of the programs fade as the house lights dim. When a room, filled with strangers, friends and family, young and old, cease to be visible. Backstage, cast and crew hold their breath in a united hush. Each performer is consumed with excitement, fear and anticipation, nerves reveal themselves. . .
Defeating Bethesda 6-3, The Master’s University Soccer Team, under the leadership of Coach Jim Rickard, has won their 300th game. 300 wins. 300 games in which they have dominated the field. This number not only represents a history of success and dedication from of our players throughout the years, but most especially the dedication of our coach.
There is an insidious weed slowly and deceptively poisoning the worldview of the present-day Christian and weakening the foundation of many. It is a lie that, according to culture, is presented as truth. It is a motto preached from almost every social media outlet, car radio, television screen, schools both secular and, remorsefully, some claiming the name of Christ. . .
It’s a new semester, new year, and new era for The Master’s University! Each alumnus vividly remembers these first few days of new beginnings; fresh notebooks, new pens, the dread of general education courses or the exuberance of having your favorite professor again, the syllabus shock, the late nights talking with your roommate and catching up about the summer. You’ve experienced it all and your influence, love, and education . . .
Beginning in 1927, on the foundation of an uncompromising commitment to the inerrancy of Scripture and the God who wrote it, The Master’s University has been unshakeable in a century of turbulence. Celebrating our ninetieth year as an institution and our first year as a university, the entire student body and faculty gathered together for the annual convocation chapel. We looked upon our history. Founded on the eve . . .
A map of Europe prominently hangs on the wall behind Ryan Zamroz’s desk, flanked by photos of the French Riviera, Spain, and Portugal. These photos are only a small representation of the six years Zamroz, athlete and alum of The Master’s University, played pro-basketball internationally. “Traveling the world on someone else’s dime and using basketball as a means of sharing the gospel with others” said Zamroz . . .
