Church Case Report

In my experience at first progressive Baptist Church I was very much out of my comfort zone because not only did I not feel as welcomed but it was a little awkward because of all the looks I was receiving. I felt I was not dressed as they were and felt as if I didn't fit in and right away I just didn't feel appropriate with my attire. While I was there I actually had people wanting to shake hands and asking me questions about me coming and there was one man who just stared at me and so it was uncomfortable and didn't know how to react. While I was there I started to notice that there is a little difference from the church I go to and the music was way different as well, everyone will talk back with amen or thank you Jesus. The difference

In Summary: On 08/25/2016 at 2000 hours, R/o's were dispatched to St. Anthony Hospital (2875 W 19th St, Chicago, IL 60623) in regards to a battery victim with a broken jaw that was in room number 387. Upon arrival, R/o's spoke with the victim Veraza, Rafael (M/W DOB 04/16/2000), along with his mother and father on scene.

After arriving in Tennessee, my parents were very adamant about getting plugged into a church. I was raised in church but up until then, I went because I was told to. Usually I had to count ceiling lights or people in pews to keep from falling asleep during sermons. We attended countless services, but it wasn’t until one special Sunday that we found Sand Ridge Baptist Church. Unbeknownst to me, it would change my life.

The Brentwood Baptist Church is not a church that I have had any previous experience with. I had the opportunity to attend the Brentwood Baptist Church while on vacation in Tennessee. First, I chose to attend a Baptist church based on the fact that my children’s father attended a Baptist church throughout his childhood which would allow my children to have an experience in a Baptist church. The second contributing factor in the choice was the size of this particular church. Although our home church is the largest church in our hometown the Brentwood Baptist Church is much larger than our home church. The third contributing factor of the choice was the close proximity of the church to the resort that I was at.

After meeting Pastor Bobby Guerra I found to be very comfortable with the people and atmosphere. I kept going to service on a consistent base along with working and trying to get my life back on track that was one of the biggest struggles I’ve experienced only because I should have gotten it a long time ago and now trying to get it all back. I had got so comfortable with the church when they had invited me to their park outreaches for the community I was hesitant to go because I didn’t know if I was done with the past and the wreckage had haunted me.

This case is one that puts me in great discomfort about my ideas on the American Justice system. On one hand I am completely against what the West bough Baptist has down and what they continue to do. They use saddening public events like the death of a decorated marine to their own public advantage. Their only form of protest is with hateful signs and words. I completely disagree with everything they do they am truly disgusted by Phelps actions and the actions of his church. In case, I completely take the side of the plaintiff because he should have the right to bury his son in peace.

Worker went to the home of Lamyia Walters. When the worker arrived there is no black truck only the gold BMW at the residence. The worker knocked three times. While waiting for an answer at the door the work could hear persons speaking. Lamyia answered the door. Worker was invited inside. Worker followed Lamyia into the kitchen were the floor was wet and dirty dishes were all over the counter tops and the microwave was missing. Lamyia informed the worker that the microwave caught fire. Lamyia scrapped her left over food into the dog bowls. Lamyia has no money for dog food and is giving the dogs her left overs. Lamyia stated that she is slowly cleaning up the house. Worker and Lamyia sat down and spoke in the living room. The home has no

In today’s legal environment, individual civil rights have been affected considerably by recent Supreme Court activity. In most cases when trying to prove employer discrimination, there are two main theories “pretext” and “pretext-plus” (Bickham & Clark, 2005) that are used when impending burdens where employers are alleged of discrimination. These two discretions assist in the legal process to help determine ‘proof’ of Title VII violations.

The London Public Library is an organization spanning the city of London, delivering services from 16 physical locations. The core services of the library include reference, reader’s advisory and referral; collections and lending; technology services; programming and community outreach. The library is focused on literacy, learning, culture/leisure/recreation, information and community meeting place. The past few years have seen significant resources pegged towards fund raising strategies, resulting in other areas of the organization being neglected and

It is my absolute pleasure to recommend Leilani Evangelho for the position in the kitchen at Hartland Christian Camp. Hartland would be so lucky to have Leilani as apart of its community and staff. I have known Leilani for almost 8 years now, and she has never been anything other than the the most kind, hard working, and helpful individual.

I go to Greenbrier or Conway NLC it’s pronounced “New Life Church” I have the best leaders and friends in this Church. Some connections are telling about our fillings and we all don't judge each other. We all have fun playing games together, and we love each other to death. We write sticky notes and write what our friends problems or are problems who we need to pray for like if a mom has cancer we will pray for her in life groups, when your getting bullied we will pray for the bully or the person who is getting bullied and stuff like those problems.

My Christian experience was not without some doubt filled moments. I was raised in a Christian home in the late sixties through the mid eighties. I am a fourth generation Christian, meaning, my great grandparents, my grandparents, my parents, and myself were all Christians. My sister and brother each went through some very rebellious years while in high school while I never really questioned my faith. Upon graduation from high school I attended a Bible college in Minnesota. This was a very interesting time in the church. While I’m certain televangelism still exists, it was at its peak in the middle and late eighties. I watched, with embarrassment, as men who called themselves Christians got involved in sexual scandals, financial scandals, and engaged in all sorts of tawdry behavior; all of course, in the name of Jesus. I had some wonderful examples of faith that inspired me. But as soon as I heard Christians on the radio or saw them on TV, I was ashamed to call myself a Christian. The Jesus I read about in Scriptures taught love, acceptance, peace and concern for the poor, but the Christian leaders on TV and radio always seemed to be pro-rich, pro-white, pro-America and anti-gay. I even had a college professor and two of my best friends fathers engage in extramarital affairs, each of them were ordained ministers. Needless to say, my faith was rattled. I was angry with God for allowing these things to occur. This was my crossroad and through much frustration and angst I

When I was a sophmore, I went through a period of time where i stopped going to church as much as i had before. After a while i found myself questioning where i stood in my faith. I would always become angry quickly and shut everyone out, soon i realized that i needed to go back to where i started. That same night i fell to my knees in prayer asking the

During elementary school I decided I wanted to move in with my father who did attend church religiously every Sunday morning. Catholic mass was awful and difficult to understand. My father put my brothers and I through communion and made us participate in church bible study to further understand the religion. As I got older my views on Catholicism had gotten worse, I started hating going to church. When the nuns called my age group to have children’s church my father forced me to go, they took us to a room that had no windows and was always cold. The nuns made us read the old testament in the King James Bible version and I always had a hard time reading and understanding it because of the way it was written. This experience made me hate and

We had just moved across town from League City, Texas to Cypress, Texas, and my husband Mark and just moved his business from Downtown, Texas to Cypress, Texas. And this is the part where God was working, as we were seeking the place where He wanted us to be. I had been talking with my sister, who was helping me settle into our new house, and telling her that we were interested in finding a non-denominational church, and wouldn’t it be wonderful if it could be close by. While my sister was reading the “subdivision newsletter”, and this was all taking place while we were talking about where to attend church, she jumped out of the chair she was sitting in, ran over to me and said, “Bunnie, here is the church you are looking for, it is right in the neighborhood”. Of course, I was so excited, and promptly told my husband we have to go and check this church out. So, that Sunday we went to what started out as Fairfield Christian Fellowship, and today is known as Fountain of Life Church of God, pastored by John and Kerry LaLonde. The church met at that time in the pastor’s home, so it was a smaller church body, with about 30 people in attendance that particular Sunday. Everyone was welcoming and friendly, the praise and worship was wonderful, the uncompromised word of God preached, that is when we knew this is where God wanted