Faith as Small as a Mustard Seed I believe in having faith, even if it is as small as a mustard seed. I grew up in a Christian home. I was taught to always have faith, even when the situation seemed terrible. Never did I understand what it was like to actually lean on faith in a situation until it was the only option I had. In the fall of seventh grade I began to act different. I would come home every day after school and sleep for hours until my mom made me get up. I was always getting sick, and weird unexplainable bruises would show up on my body. My mom decided that something else was wrong other than the common sickness kids get. So she made an appointment for me to see my pediatrician. The nurses drew blood and I sat in anticipation hoping
When a disaster strikes, many people don’t believe in anything anymore or just lose their faith.
When discussing faith is it important to look at the word closely and understand its meaning. The basic definition of faith is “confidence or trust in a person; and belief that is not based on proof” (Random House… 693). Whether someone puts their faith in a person or a religious being, faith can be simplified as having
“Faith is seeing light with your heart when all your eyes see is darkness.”- Barbara Johnson
The Grace That Keeps This World is a novel about a man named Gary Hazen who lives with his wife and two sons in the Adirondack Mountains of New York in a close-knit community. He depends on hunting and working outdoors as a means of survival to take care of his family. He has two sons whose names are Gary David, who is the oldest, and Kevin, who is the youngest. His dream is that his two young sons will follow in his footsteps, becoming avid hunters who work and live off of the land. Gary Hazen’s original dream for his two young sons does not fully become realized. Kevin goes away to college and is unsure of where his future will take him but begins to say he no longer wants to hunt because his girlfriend does not like it which causes
3rd grade was when I started being bullied. Until the age of 11, I was what you would call overweight. I always ate more than I should have, and well, I didn’t stop. It never used to be that way, and I don’t really know what changed. The first half of my childhood was what I would consider great back then. I was your typical sweet and spoiled girly-girl. I wore dresses and had curly platinum blond hair, with bangs across my forehead. Back when I was that young, I was always energetic, what little kid isn’t? I was always running around and taking walks with my grandma, but that all ended when she died back in 2010. After that, I never wore dresses, I even started dying my hair, I became lazier, and that’s what led up to me
During my grade first year in high school I was quite shy and only had friends that I had known from elementary school and through baseball academy. The year was going decent until just after my birthday in the spring, when I started to get random stomach pains. They started off as just an aching pain but slowly with time became more serious and painful, almost as if you were getting stabbed with a knife. As the pains got worse I started missing school in order to try and recover from what I thought at the time was just a stomach flu. After my first couple weeks off school my parents had a suspicion that maybe this was something worse than a stomach flu so they took me to go see a general practitioner. After the GP did some tests, she wasn’t quite sure what was wrong so she referred me to a local Pediatrician. Again, after seeing the pediatrician and having some tests done there was still no diagnosis for what could be causing the pain. The most plausible explanation was that I must have had bacteria in my intestines that isn’t usually supposed to be there, and because
Faith in a "higher power" is often used as a crutch by many in times of struggle. However, when that crutch is removed, the hardships that need to be overcome seem to increase as hope diminishes. This is true
I remember getting rushed to the hospital early in the morning. I used to think the ambulance was my own truck. I thought it was special made just for me. My asthma would keep me from playing with the other kids outside. I would have to just sit around and watch, or I would be up under my older cousins and their friends. They did not mind me being around either. My siblings and I are all three years apart, which is cool. My older brother, Aaron, is 23, my sister Deanna is 20, and I am 17! Then recently my mom had another child, named Ayden back in 2013. My mom really did not tell any embarrassing stories about me. They always talked about my
Around the end of January I began to feel ill. I was becoming weaker, I couldn’t even stand in the shower by myself. I lost around 10 pounds too. In the beginning of February, I went to the doctor with my mom. The doctor said we shouldn’t worry about it and it was probably just the flu. She also took a couple blood tests just in case it was something else. My mom took me to work with her, because she didn’t want to leave me alone at home. Later on that day, the doctor called my mom and told her to bring me into the hospital as soon as possible. At the time I had no idea what diabetes was. I was only 8 years old. It was February 9, 2007, and I was diagnosed with Type One Diabetes. I ended up staying in the hospital for that whole week, and stayed
Throughout my entire school career I was always an average, energized, active student who loved playing many sports including basketball, football and track. At the begging of my junior year I had an argument with my coach about not starting for my junior year and I became livid and immediately quit. After I quit basketball I started skipping school, I would skip Monday’s, Wednesday’s, and Friday’s because I didn’t think there was a point to going to school anymore. I made friends with some older kids who didn’t share my same interests and had already dropped out of high school. I began getting into multiple screaming matches with my mother and felt unwanted. I started partying for my first time, and began to not go back home and
Faith in Christ has given me a unique life filled with optimism and purpose. From a young age, I have been raised in a home where I was taught about the love of Christ. Not only at home did I learn about Christ, but at school and at church. Thus, my life has been filled with experiences that have amplified my faith. For example, when my mother was diagnosed with breast cancer, I found that my relationship with Christ grew. Through all of the difficult circumstances that I have faced, faith in Christ has given me the encouragement that I need to persevere through any situation. Additionally, faith has influenced my decision making, which is why I strive to make all my decisions and live my life according to faith-based principles. This means
This documentary is about the struggle of this british women trying to get Frankincense from countries like Oman, Yemen, and Saudi Arabia. First she went to Omen, when she bought 80 pounds of Frankincense. She started with a tribal group that was lead by a man called Albert. Albert had 2 wives, and both the marriages were a failure. He is also an owner of 300 camels. He would spend day and night travelling with these camels to be able to sell the cargo he would buy and sell to other people. In this journey she became a member of this journey, by travelling with them to the border of Yemen. First she was also a part of a tradition where she was asked to wear the traditional clothes over her western clothes. However, later she removed the clothing when she crossed the border of
What is faith? Scripture tells us in Hebrews 11:1 that “Faith is confidence in what we hope for and assurance about what we do not see.” (NIV) Faith means trusting that various situations will provide results best suited to help us in some way during our life. I’m sure others may have a different opinion; however, throughout my life, that has been the most accurate description.
As a Christian I place my faith and trust in God. He is the reason I walk in confidence. Moreover,
I believe in having a belief. I believe that everyone's belief is unique, that some have different perspectives, while others may agree to disagree on those perspectives. I believe in knowing all my options that I can and deciphering them. I believe with love, compassion, and guidance that in the end, everything will be okay. I believe there are different levels of beliefs. When hitting rock bottom almost two years ago, I did not have a belief that I would make it. I did not know what to believe in for that matter. I was at my breaking point. At that time, I dreamt of having a belief, dreamt of having a good dream. A dream where everyone was happy, money was great, and no one suffered. A dreamer could only dream, therefore a believer can only