A Short Quiz Analysis

For convenience’s sake, the average person has thought of themselves as precisely that - themselves; but what if we didn’t? The notion that we are comprised of one entity has been accepted as a definite by society, and if one acts otherwise, it is diagnosed as what's commonly known

Growing up I was always told religion was false and that I was above my friends who were Christians because I believed in science. My mom was raised by Catholics, but when she graduated High School, she vowed to never be religious again. My father enjoyed feeling more elite over the “religious plebeians” that worked for him. I remember having an argument with Victoria Henderson in 3rd grade because I believed in The Big Bang and she was a creationist. Everyone took Victoria’s side, and I learned it was better to just not talk about religion. In high school, I began reaching out of my comfort zone, and also questioning what my parents had ingrained on me as a person. My first religious experience was dating a boy named Luis who was Catholic, as my mother was raised. He was only allowed to date Catholic girls, so I

I think that the Campus Information Centre on UT Arlington’s campus plays a pivotal role in helping students, guardians and information seekers to guide them through their any question about the university. When I was new to UT Arlington, I didn’t know the places and the buildings in the University, I went to the Campus Information Centre thinking that they might help me. But sadly, they also didn’t have much clue about the places in campus. I was quite in shock as they did not know where the fine arts building was and it’s direction. This is my main reason that I am interested in applying to this position as I could help incoming students and transfer students to be accustomed to the university easily.

There just isn't anyway where a transformation like that could happen as the transformation from growing up with no religion to choosing to be an atheist is a oneway street. I don't see myself going to church or following any religious practices and I'm fine with that. I don't feel like I'm missing out on anything by choosing to live the life that I do.

I am an atheist, but it wasn't always that way. My entire life there was a constant pressure on me to accept that there was a supreme being that created all. Even at a young age I couldn’t bring myself to fully believe this. I continued grasping for straws because, just like every other religious person, I was scared of the “consequences” that would come with not believing. My Non-Denominational Christian Church promoted telling this to everyone, even children.

The human body gets its energy needs from food we consume on daily basis. Therefore, food is energy and this energy that comes from food is used in our body to maintain a healthy body and provides us with sufficient food values as vitamins and minerals that are good for our bodies which also means they are good for our health and life style. Although food is good for us but it can also be bad for us. That is why balance is needed for our daily nutrient not consuming too much of anything that will lead us to diseases, and not consume just a little that will end up our bodies and their health in danger of vitamin and mineral deficiencies.

I was raised in a divorced family, both of my parents believed in raising my sister and I with a Christian-based background. I was enrolled into a private christian academy as soon as I started kindergarten. With my first impression of the education system I was

Growing up in a Christian Orthodox religion I went to church every sunday and attended sunday school as well as all church related festivals. Going to college and working became an excuse on why I stopped attending church regularly. When college came along I absolutely hated the idea of taking a religion class as a required course. I was so close minded and complained relentlessly about taking this course. As time went on in class I told myself, “there is no way this professor is going to turn me into a Lutheran.” Little did I know my professor was trying to open the doors of knowledge and expand my views in both science and religion. I came into theology one hundred and one believing I knew everything there was to be known about God. I was arrogant and foolish. My perspectives were so narrow, like my mind. I did not allow my professor to enlighten me with his knowledge. I believed that since I passed my tenth grade Sunday School exam there was no more to learn, or no mind great

The majority of my life I grew up believing that anyone who was deeply religious was that way because they were incapable of finding their own path in life, but instead needed to believe in some supernatural being to do it for them. I believed that their mind was so chained down, and that one must be so ignorant to believe in something that has no evidence in truly existing. Throughout my life I had been introduced to religious ideas, but the concepts never seemed to resonate with me. Ideas that could not be proven through empirical evidence and rational thought, to me seemed absurd. How could one be so naive to life by such concepts? It was very evident my mom's side of the family held much value in religion

Most of my youth had been spent much like Carl Jung, as a loner of sorts from other students. I was a quiet kid and kept much to myself. As a youth, I did feel that God had a presence and importance in my life. I did not feel the larger connection to worship and deeper spirituality. In childhood, subconsciously I had begun mixing my actual perceived believes and actual Christianity to form my actual practiced religion. “Religious experience according to Fromm is an experience of unity with the All, grounded on our relatedness to the world” (Fuller A. , 2008). To explain, I would take whatever made sense, such as a God figure. I would also understand that everything had a spirit and that included inanimate objects. I did feel that people were capable of sinning and it was something that was not good. Our mother did her best as a single parent and frequently relied on our Grandparents for support. Due to spending so much time with our Grandparents our beliefs shifted to mirror Christianity.

My first real experience with religion was in a little Baptist church in Newport. This was the kind of church that would make any kid put religion into a box. There were no instruments during music, when people were baptized the preacher was in the water, they even had the stereotypical "holier than thou" attitude. I was the only child there and frankly I did not want to be. Needless to say this influenced me in the future to assume that religion is boring and pointless. Really I was just to young to understand, however throughout my childhood I always had "faith" because my parents had faith. Fast forward a few years and I no longer regularly went to church. With my attendance to middle school and the birth of my younger sibling my parents

I am an agnostic, meaning I am open to the existence of god or gods but I don’t affiliate with any religions. I haven’t always been though. I was born into a Christian family and raised going to church and being taught the Bible. But recently, I’ve gotten to thinking and just stepped outside the box to look at Christianity and what I’ve been taught. I found that the only real reason that I was a Christian and probably the only reason my parents and their parents were Christian was that they were born into that belief as part of their culture.

About three years ago, my sister and I went on a trip. We rode the bus at midnight and off we went driving through the long, dark roads. In that hour, the bus was still and quiet. Everyone lulled to sleep except for me. My thoughts were loud and kept me awake as I was hit with the sudden realization and eventual acceptance that I was (and still am) agnostic. Various reasons for having this belief popped up in my head. However, the most prominent being is my views on the community of the Church.

Beginning two years ago, I had come to the realization that I had a great deal of apathy about my religious beliefs. It probably started with my lack of participation in church and in Sunday school. I found myself only going to church to end up falling asleep or being bored out of my mind. Sunday school was no better. All I would do is play around with my friends and learn absolutely nothing. Soon after, I quit going to church and decided

I was an atheist almost all threw out middle school and high school; and in the beginning, I was comfortable with doing whatever I want with no consequence and not needing to know the answers to the big questions in life. This was short lived as I just felt empty inside. I just kept feeling worse and worse until I committed suicide. I could not stand believing in nothing, that I had no