Essay On Ccu Experience

There are many events that have shaped my life and also cause me to pursue academic work and create goals here are Colorado Christian University. The one that stands out the most is my recent church planting experience and my desire to learn more about the Lord and become better equipped biblically to serve my parishioners. In this essay I will discussion how this major event has transformed my life and also cause me to venture further in my education and seek a degree here at Colorado Christian University (CCU). As a husband, a father of five, and a Pastor, I maintain a pretty busy lifestyle. But one things for sure is that I have always had a tug to finish my degree. My wife is a great supporter of education and has always encouraged me to finish what I

I decided to attend North Carolina Agricultural and Technical State University because I wanted a HBCU experience. For most my life, I was surrounded by diversity. The schools I attended had a healthy balance of students from all races. Even though that was good I wanted a change of environment. Throughout high school I was taught the bare minimum of black history. Each year, the great deeds of Martin Luther King Jr., Harriet Tubman, and Rosa Parks were drilled into my head. When I toured A&T they provided me with information on black history that I was not even aware of. After the tour, I made my decision to attend A&T and gain more knowledge. When I came to college the biggest challenge I faced was time management.

We went to school and church together. We played soccer together. We studied together. We had to learn Spanish. We had to learn basic English to communicate with American missionaries. A second miracle happened when two Americans, a couple, come to the orphanage. They taught us more English. They played with us, painted and ate with us. They said they wanted to adopt us. they fell in love with us. We told them yes, that we wanted to be adopted. Since we lived in a third world country, it took a while to get all the paper works done. But finally, in 2010, we were officially adopted and brought into a whole new world, the United States of America. These are only a few of the obstacles I had to hurdle over. Throughout my life, I was faced with death five or six times. Five times more than anyone should. Even through all of this, I am still here. Why? I would like to the answer to that too, but I know that God as a plan and a purpose for my life. Over the years, my heart has become as hard as a rock, but at the same time as fragile as a flower. Though the trials were long and hard, I have learned to be grateful to God for being so graceful and merciful to me and my brothers. I went from a poor orphan boy to being rich and having someone to call mom and dad. When

Academics, Attitude, and Effort are what I learned to help me achieve my targets in high school, and will be the same for college. What I want to experience at CBU is their immense amount of resources that will benefit me in a major or career that I want to be in, however, right now I am undecided. With my attitude at CBU will help me experience great effects on what I could do to exceed in life. With my effort I know my experience will be a tremendous including social life, so knowing I will get to know my professors with the ratio being 17:1 in almost every class at CBU.

The Ultimate HBCU Experience  My colleges and I are well prepared for this scholastic year. We were able to attend the Tailor Made Retreat this past weekend and it was amazing I've learned in 3 days what some people may never learn in a lifetime and for that I'm grateful  Thanks for this wonderful experience, exposure and most importantly growth. We were challenge to accomplish a lot and with the great team work we were able to complete each and every task. Although, it was very competitive lol we still had fun and most importantly we're able to do what we came theie to do. Which was to become better leaders and servants.

After recently moving to the University of Central Florida, I began to feel like a little fish who was swimming in an even bigger pond than before. As loneliness set it, I started to have second thoughts in regards to why I was in a place where I felt like I didn 't belong. Turning to prayer, I asked that God would surround me around college students who held the same beliefs as myself, allowing me feel apart of a family again. Fortunately, I was directed to Cru. Cru is an international ministry that is planted on college campuses all around the world. Their vision is to help individuals discover, build, and evangelize the gospel of Jesus Christ based on the principles of Faith, Growth and

My youth was devoted to being an example and role model for my family. Something I could never accomplish if not for the summer after my father left. We were invited to a summer camp where I gave my life to Christ. It was only with His help and the guidance of my pastor that I was able to carry such a load at a young age. It wasn’t until I was away at college, that I met and counseled with a new pastor, that I realized I was carrying a burden that should never have been mine to

My Experiences that have led me to CCU I've always had a Relationship with god all my life because I grew up in the church from day one. I was Baptized at an age from before I could remember and was put in Christian Schooling and Sunday School. That was my whole life it was all I knew at the time. I've always really enjoyed my classes and learning about English side by side with learning about the bible. I remember going with my mom to CCU when I was younger. While she studied and I remember seeing how nice everyone was. You can just feel the difference when you're speaking to someone who has accepted Jesus in their life. My mom made a lot of lifelong friends at CCU and the experience helped her to reconnect with god and reminded her that if

My Christian testimony began at a very young age. I grew up in a great home with two parents and two sisters who taught me the qualities of what it means to be a man. Before I came to college, I regularly attended Flint Hill Baptist Church in Aragon, Georgia each Sunday. As I became older, I started attending the annual youth retreat held in Gatlinburg, Tennessee twice a year. At these retreats, several professional speakers like Tony Nolan, David Nasser, and Johnny Hunt spoke about the gospel and what it meant to be a genuine follower of Christ. As well as speakers, there was also worship sessions lead by bands such as Casting Crowns, Newsong, and Third Day. On my third trip when I was age thirteen, I felt the Lord tugging in my heart with

This was a time to listen to a sermon with our church while on a retreat at the beach. Of course my friends and I jumped at the opportunity as quick as we could. Although, we were more focused on getting away from our parents rather than focusing on God. The theme of the camp that week was “Set Apart.” This theme focused on how Christians are not meant to be like everyone else. I had already entered the camp with the mindset that it was just a time to spend with friends, not a time to focus solely on Jesus. The conference lasted a total of five days, and while the first four days were a great experience, they did not impact me or my spiritual life in any way. The fifth day, however, was different. As I walked into the crowded, dimly lit building filled with rambunctious teenagers, I viewed my peers differently. As I looked at the kids around me, I saw the passion that suffused some of them that could only derive from Jesus. I saw those who were lost, like me, with a small gleam of hope gripping their eyes, wanting so badly to be saved from what had drained the rest of their hope away. As I was looking into that crowd, it hit me: the realization that although I was hurting, I was not the only one. I went in with a different mindset after that. I had hoped that those kids in that building would be filled with that same passion I saw in a few

One mid-December night in Utah. During one of the worst snow storm that I can remember. I was thirteen, not much help to my mother who was 8 months pregnant with my little brother. I remember being astonished, at the efficiently the Mormon Church had, in rounded up so many members who owned trucks. My mom didn’t have to rent one. The men moved our entire home during that blizzard with no complaints in one trip. They even brought the heavy furniture up the stairs, both flights. Up went my mom’s waterbed, her dresser, the entertainment center, and I helped by moving boxes. My bedroom was finished downstairs for me. We added a wall, and a closet downstairs to partition my bedroom from the laundry room. The best part was that my bedroom did not have a window. My bedroom downstairs, wan an entire floor removed from my mother’s bedroom up on the third floor, which made it easy for me to quietly walk out the back door as I pleased. I purchased my first car, had my first real girlfriend, and got arrested for the first time from this house. It was a huge fight for me to finish high school, and had I not ended up getting into trouble, I might not have graduated. There is always a silver lining to the tragedy in my life. My mom had finally had enough of me, and honestly, I don’t blame her. She sent me on my way. It was time to learn who I was, and how I wanted to make my life turn

As you know, I was one of your favorite students but I didn’t get to actually tell you, my story. I am going to start when my two sisters and I lost our mother to breast cancer. I was seven at the time, my loving and grateful father remarried soon after her death. I struggled with reality for years and I was lost. So at age 21, I was looking for answers and became pregnant. I had little knowledge on starting my life. Honestly, I missed out on my mother’s guidance and her relying on God’s will. It was hard until I finally cleared my mind. I started to listen to my step-mother’s military ways and took action.

I was raised in a Christian home, however, I did not understand the full capacity of Christ's love for me. I came to college with a hungry mindset to seek something greater than myself. I started attending theRiver at PLC my freshman year, but I had a difficult time stepping out of my comfort zone of friends. As the year pressed on, I began to question the nearness of God's presence. As sophomore year arrived, I felt overwhelmed by the tasks of school, work, and maintaining relationships. I truly began to feel completely alone and isolated within my own plans. In desperation, I prayed for a connection to anything that would give me real purpose. One Sunday, I decided to go out on a limb and attend the 11am service at PLC. A River intern, Sara

I was raised in a church environment and baptized at a young age. I know this was the right thing to do to be “saved.” If I was to leave this earth, I knew if Jesus was the head of my life and savior that I would spend eternity in heaven with Him and other deceased loved ones. It was not until I started Union University did I take it more seriously about finding a new church home and form a foundation for my family. I knew that times would be hard and my faith would be tested while attending school full time, raising a family, and working full time. It was at that moment, I knew I needed strength from the Lord to keep me pushing. Because Union University kept everything based on a Christian foundation, I have a deeper understanding of everything being based on God and Godly ways.

I am much older now and living in a different area. I am no longer sick and the doctors could never determine what was causing my sickness. I went on with my life, even going outside every day. I did not get sick in school and I was so happy. Life was good. One day, my Grandmother called and told my Mother that Reverend Dave had started a church. My mother told her we should get back in church. I did not know the great man of God. However, my journey started in his church. My Aunt Stuart picked us up every Sunday. Mom did not have a car. We went there, and I loved it.