Giving My Life to God It wasn’t a specific day or date that I can remember, but more or less a time period that I spent a majority of my time “thinking my life out”. It was during my freshman year of college, I was going through a major transition. Moving away from home, not just to school, but across the entire country from Virginia to California. I was facing the reality that actions I took then could drastically impact the rest of my life. I spent a lot of time trying to picture my future, trying to figure out what was going to happen to me in the future. Where was I going to be? What was I going to be doing? Was I going to end up marrying my boyfriend, Matt? Would I be happy? Was I going to be a Mother? Would I be successful? I …show more content…
I needed to not only realize that God was inevitably in charge of my life, but also that life was intended to be a mystery and we were not supposed to know everything.
There was a long period of time during my senior year of high school when each morning I awoke to the question of “What will today be like? Who will I talk to, who will I sit next to, who will I associate with?” This was a particularly difficult time for me. For years I had the same close group of friends, but after our junior year a lot of things changed. They all became very involved with smoking weed, drinking alcohol and partying a lot. They even skipped class and left school on a daily basis. To me, this was unacceptable and I knew that it was not part of my character. Instead of going along with the crowd, I risked my friendship with all of them. It was hard at first, to realize that I now had no real “close” friends. Granted, I did have friends, but they were more or less acquaintances, they weren’t the friends I had hung out with on a daily basis for years. I felt very alone, and it really bothered me. I got depressed easily and on a daily basis. Often I would sit in my classes and wonder why I had become such a loser. Deep down I knew that I really wasn’t a loser that I was infact very strong for staying true to myself. I felt very out of place almost all the time. I didn’t go to the
Unfortunately, part of my high school learning experience has been learning from my mistakes. During my sophomore year, I was put on a five day suspension from school because I failed a random drug test for marijuana. When this happened, it seemed as if my life stopped and ended. My parents were shocked, my teachers were shocked, and even I would have been shocked a few weeks before this happened. Going into tenth grade, my reputation at my high school was that of a quiet student with great integrity and that is how I had been perceived my whole life. As being looked upon as an introverted person I was always encouraged to interact with new people and make new friends. I did just that but then found myself associating with the wrong type of
When I was in middle school, I desperately wanted to find my place in the social hierarchy. I ultimately decided I fit in with a particular crowd that had similar interests: video games, nerd hobbies, intellect, etc. I specifically remember instances where I would express my thankfulness for this crowd I had inserted myself into. It breaks my heart thinking about it, that middle school girl that wanted to fit in so badly that she threw herself into a group that openly mocked and hurled jealous insults at her. I cannot look at that person as myself, because I am no longer her. The culmination of these false friendships and façades of fitting in occurred on the second to last day of eighth grade. I had seen the warning signs that these people were not good to me before, but I ignored them for the sake of having a place. But it was in the moment that they tore down the identity I had built for myself that the curtain was pulled back, and I saw with clarity that these people were toxic. They told me I was not smart. They told me I did not like the right
5. What is your basis of ethics? My basics of ethics was taught by my grandma she instilled a lot of her values and morals in my life giving me the teachings that made her a bright woman. She made sure to start on me early by getting me involved in church and helping me understand my religion and god and what he expects from his people. I was told to become a leader and not a follower use gods power that he using in my life to restore and help those who may be broken in life. I always ask god if I’m unsure I understand in this world of many temptations we may fall but our god isn’t a judging god and will be there with open ears and arms to help you get it right if you want change. I am not perfect but I pay attention I know right from wrong and know I am help accountable for my actions and faults. And have god move in my
In Langston Hughes’ essay “Salvation,” Langston talks about the first time he is going to be saved from sin. Langston is a young boy around the age of thirteen. He is going to church to see Jesus for the first time. In which case, he truly experiences religion for the first time in his life. Throughout this essay Langston uses many narrative techniques such as, imagery, metaphors, and irony to explain his interpretation of that one night when he did not see Jesus.
time is right for me. I need to do what is best for my family, financially, but emotionally, too. If
God shows love in the greatest ways. There are so many passages, especially in the book of John that prove what a loving God we have. He sacrificed his only son for us and if that doesn't prove his amount of love then I'm not sure what could. Everyday this attribute of God shines through anybody who believes in him. There are ways love is working in your life right now and you don't even realize it. Romans 13:10- "love does no harm to a neighbor. Therefore love is the fulfillment of the law." Going about your day with love will never steer you wrong. Even if you feel like you just cannot be loving today, try your hardest to have an attitude of love and it will change your perspective for sure. It can drastically change your personal views as a believer, the way you can apply this attribute, and how the attribute of love can draw in non-believers.
Junior year was the year that I was elected at Konawaena High School's Student Body Corresponding Secretary and the junior class Vice President. With these two major responsibilities, I found it difficult to balance the duties of an officer, school assignments, and having a job. I found myself prioritizing my roles as an officer over my school work, which you can only imagine did not work out so well. Throughout the school year I realized that I almost became a zealot about student activities, and this is where things in my social life went wrong, or so I thought. Friends of mine since the very beginning starred to become nothing but familiar faces, and soon enough, nothing but memories. I then began looking at the priorities of my "friends" and the priorities that I had for myself. They did not seem to match up. I soon found myself with a new group of people on
That one summer day. The sun was bright and hot and we both were sitting outside enjoying our day. I remember smelling the aroma of sweet caramelized corn and barbecue cooking in the background. We started a simple conversation and she asked me what I wanted to do with my life. I remember thinking for a while because I did not know what I wanted to do either. She told
My sense of belonging at Marquette High has changed drastically throughout my four years here. I spent the majority of my freshman year getting to know as many people as I possibly could and I bounced between several friend groups throughout the year. However, I completely cut off ties with middle school friends and never spoke with them. I believed that Marquette was a new chapter in my life and chose to forget about my time in middle school, but this choice came back to bite me my first summer as a high schooler. I realized that I never invested my time in anyone else, and found myself knowing hundreds of kids without having any real friends. This made my summer extremely sad and boring, and while I wanted to leave, my parents pushed me towards another year at Marquette. I
To my astonishment, my new friends welcomed me with open arms, for the first time in my life I felt this was the place where I belonged. The group thrived on each other's willingness to succeed. We competed with each other, motivated each other and helped each other. Fast forward to graduation I was ranked in the top 15 of the class, graduating with honors, and looking forward to attending a college that gave me an academic scholarship. As I entered my first day of classes, my mind was excited to absorb the new information I was about to learn and be with individuals who wanted to accomplish as much as I did. However, my dreams were crushed as quickly as they started. In the following months, I began to realize that students were not focused on taking advantages of these opportunities. I shrugged it off thinking to myself it was their fault. The feeling of a fish out of the water slowly crept back in; it seemed I was the only one that didn't find drinking excessively till emergency services stepped in as fun. I tried to find a group of like-minded students, but most did not want to put in the work for a long term
After a month, I started to become someone I wasn't; making friends with the wrong people and group. They weren't even my friends, I was just another person that made the group bigger, I was invisible to them. Wanting to be like them, I pushed people away that wanted to be my friend because they weren’t “cool” enough. My “friends” became less and less friendly towards me until we stopped talking. Wandering the halls alone, I realized I needed to be myself and not act fake.
For four long years I felt as if my high school was in a different world in of itself. I had spent that time interacting with an extensive amount of groups, or “cliques”, and getting to know what they do. Through my experiences, I had begun to realize what made this “subculture” high school of sorts run like it did. High school is an incredibly dynamic time for people, and I had changed as a person dramatically from my freshman to senior year. Like many, my freshman year was quite awkward, as remnants of my middle school self remained with me. As time went on, how, I talked to more people and grew out of my passive and shy personality. This did not just randomly happen without reason though. I began to learn and realize who I was and whom I enjoyed talking to in school, which explained why I spent so much time socializing with multiple kinds and groups of people. Everyone’s concept of “normal” was different, and high school was where I learned that lesson and will never forget.
I 'm scared to start over so maybe that 's why I am not going out of my way to make new friends. I tell myself that I should just focus on school, but I know it 's my anxiety telling me that I won’t be accepted. I chose to talk about this experience because this is something i am experiencing now and I knew once i talked about it, I could start making progress to being happy st this school. I don’t really understand why people don’t seem to like but I think it’s just because they don’t know me yet. Ive realized that friends aren 't just going to fall into my lap and I 've already started to sign up for a few clubs so hopefully some good will come from it.
What is the meaning of life? Well known Greek philosphers such as Socrates and Plato believed that our purpose in this life was to gain knowledge in preparation for the next life. Other Philosophers such as Epicurus believed that pleasure is the main goal in life. After giving these ideas lots of thought, I have come to my own conclusion that the true meaning of life is far more complex than either of these; far too complex for any human to fully comprehend. In fact these two different philosophies are only part of the grand picture. If it were that easy for men to figure out our lives wouldn't be so messed up now. The meaning of life revolves around many different things. I
Evangelism is a wide field of ministry that is captivating many, many ministers have been called into the field. It is one of the many fields we as believers are called into. We all have been given assignment before the beginning of time God knew what he would have us to do. Evangelist’s work in many different environments in their local community, nation, and abroad. We are being the hands and feet of Jesus. we should treat it as each and every person’s salvation is important to you.