Santa Clara University

Karri Iyama

Every week experiencing the amazing men and women that come before our class to candidly share about their lives truly leaves me invigorated. The other six days out of the week are typical of a college student. I work on-campus at our recreation center, I go to my classes, study, and partake in the weekly "Wednesday night social." While I am truly blessed with amazing and supportive friends and family, I feel that an aspect missing at times in my everyday life is my personal reflection of vocation and my future. I feel that I have a tendency, as I would assume most college students do, to be stressing about the immediate future and the trivial "drama," rather than on my life as a whole and my passions, gifts, deepest desires. But one day, Thursday, I have the opportunity and reminder to reflect on my own life and leaving our class I have more than a good reason to do so. One of the most profound stories that I have ever heard first handedly, a story that left me reflecting for more than one or two hours but instead kept a lasting impression in my heart was that of Fred Ferrer."