My Autobiography For Spiritual Purposes

Although we did not regularly attend church, I was introduced to the Christian faith as a child and hold those values. I was raised by my grandparents as my father left my mother before I was born and life’s

I grew up in a Hispanic Catholic household. In my younger years my family attended a Catholic church every Sunday, and my sister and I also went to Sunday school right before the service started. As a child, I didn't really think about church and the idea of religion because I mostly just followed the beliefs of the adults around me. To me, church and Sunday school were just things that my parents required me to go to. My older sister on the other hand, did not really appreciate the idea of church and Christianity and I really did not understand why she didn't want to go to church or just listen to my parents. Over time I learned that she considered herself an atheist and she had always questioned religion and most importantly Christianity. About the same time, my family stopped attending church and we disconnected ourselves from religion. I was still use to my mother praying during meals and speaking about God but we never took the time

I often hear people say “I knew I was called to preach the gospel” or “ministry is in my blood.” For many years, even into adulthood, I thought ministry was only about preaching. I did not understand the depth of ministry until I became intimate with God. I realize that those who said they were called to preach are only seeking out a job because true ministry is a lifestyle. My spiritual journey began in early childhood. However, unlike many others who grew up as pastor kids, the long boring years I spent in church services deterred me from wanting to go into ministry. Even into adulthood, I went to church but that is all I wanted to do. I wanted to go to service, listen to the pastor, give my offering, say amen then go home and proceed with the rest of my life. In fact, this cycle and my view about doing ministry continued until my late 20s. As a seminarian looking back on my childhood, I discovered my family’s church habits were the norm for people at that time. My grandmother did not believe women should to wear pants because they were things that “pertain to a man (Deuteronomy 22:5)” and the skirt should always be a modest length. I could not see it at that time, but, unknowingly, while I was grumbling and complaining about my clothes and the time we spent in church, the other believers were instilling biblical values in me that would manifest later in life. My relationship with God between ages 18 and 26 is similar to the people in the last

It started off slow and by slow I mean really slow. My father was a deacon and my mother was the Sunday school teacher for the kids and adults, My Spirituality was something I don’t think much about as a kid. I was more in to Power Ranger and Ninja Turtle that anything else. My mom and dad tried to make god a part of my life but it don’t work. I was just a little kid and all I want was to play.

I became a Christian when I was 8 years old in the summer between 1st grade and 2nd grade, I grew up in a Christian household, and we went/still go to First Baptist Church of Hendersonville, TN. As I grew up I found that I thought what it meant to be a Christian was by going to church, believing in Jesus, and being kind to others, that is what I thought until high school, I knew there was much more to it, but I did not know where to start. Once I hit high school, I became more grounded in my faith. I developed a great Sunday school group all four years that I was blessed to have and they were not afraid to go deeper and I also joined the last two years of high school growing in a Wednesday night group. I thought of my Sunday school teachers

Welcome to… basically my life. My full name is Carlos Esai Arias, however no one ever refers to me by my middle name. The composition of my family is quite simple: my older sister who is currently attending University of California, Irvine, my mom, and my dad. You will quickly realize how much I participate in certain circumstances. I will raise my hand frequently to answer questions; fortunately, I’m not afraid of being wrong. Learning from my mistakes is something I do quickly. English may not be my strongest subject, however that won’t hold me back from excelling this year in English II Honors. Behind this education driven teenager is just another human being with his own life experiences. Let me tell you more about them.

To say my faith life has been completely revamped in the last year would be an understatement. I had views and ideas about faith that seem somewhat vile to me know with the experiences I’ve had. From just lectures to the retreats my spiritual side has gone from that of a holiday catholic to a Campus Ministry Student. From little things to big ethic topics I’ve changed in a multitude of ways, my Spiritual Autobiography looks like looks like someone else wrote it compared to any year before it. I think faith is one of the most important aspects of our life and it took me until last year to realize it.

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 was raised in a Christian home and attended church quasi-regularly up until the age of six. Church participation after the age of six became inconsistent, due to conflict in the

In November of 2012, I got sick. For three days my mother kept me out of school, for a mild fever. I don 't even remember feeling ill; it was simply three days off for fun. After the fever broke, I went back to school as normal. All I remember next is my head never stopped aching. Day or night, school or home, medicine or no medicine. Nothing ever made me better. It is now October of 2017, five years, and I can 't tell you the last day I remember my head not aching.

I was born in Newark Ohio, with my twin brother Christian. My step sister Gia was four years old when I was born, and my step brother Cole was eight years older than me. My dad worked at Ricord car dealership, and my mom did too. A few weeks after my brother and I were born she stopped working and stayed at home. When I was three my family moved to licking valley. My mom started helping out at the church so my family got a babysitter named Lisa. My earliest memory I have is playing outside with my brother Christian while Lisa was watching us. At first, it was hard not having my mom with us all of the time but we got used to it. On Sundays my family would all go to church together after church was over we would have family dinner and play games.

In late August 2015, I spoke with Corey over the phone about what needs to be done in order to facilitate a non-profit line of literature for the group. Calling him from my cellphone, I said to him halfway our phone call, “Corey, let it be assured that this idea of mine is a ‘kill two birds with one stone’ proposition, which has the potential to solve our group financing and publicity handicaps.” Then he responded to me by saying, “I honestly do think it is an interesting proposition and would like very much like to see what can be done to get Fire of the Spirit in a position where we can actually do just that. I want you to know that I really do value the hard work and determination which you bring to FOS. I really want to do whatever we can to make this new venture for Fire of the Spirit a reality but it is going to be a lot of work and I will need your help to make it possible.”

When I was younger, I would go to church with my Grandma and attend Catholic religion classes to prepare for my first communion. At the time, I was happy to go; I looked forward to those days. Around the summer before fourth grade, I stopped attending religion classes since they were at a time which conflicted with my schedule. From then on, much to my grandparents dismay, I slowly stopped going to church. After a few years of not attending religion classes and church, I started to notice my own beliefs didn’t match those of the church. Being away from the church gave me time to explore ideas other than those of which I had been taught all of my life. In sixth grade, I remember being curious and wondering if my beliefs matched those of another religion. My interest was sparked by my love of history and culture. I discovered that Celtic Pagans have similar beliefs. Celtic Paganism, specifically, is a polytheistic religion from the Iron Age practiced by the ancient Celts. I learned about specifics of the

In going with the definition of how to construct the spiritual autobiography, I would start with the events, the people and the places that influenced the relationship with God or a higher being. According to Knight, those who were raised in a religious home their journey starts at birth and grows through age. (Knight, 2011) Parents who teach their children about God and who pray with them and worship with them have a close relationship with their God. Knight also states that should you find God later in life you may attribute that to a person or an event in your life. I would encourage someone to write down the people, places and events that influenced their religious journey and how that journey has brought them to the place in their life that they are today. For me personally, God fills my life and has provided me with Christian parents and four brothers and sisters who are also Christians. I would help someone write their autobiography by asking a lot of questions and writing their responses. It would be interesting to find out if, in their family they had the freedom to choose their own beliefs or if they were coerced into being what everyone else is. For instance, if I were interviewing someone from another country, there may be cultural differences in how each family practices their religion and going outside of that may be troublesome. Teachers and pastors as well as family all have a role to play in our lives and our beliefs, so do, the places we go such as

There are so many different religions in the world and so many people to fill them. Christianity, Islam, Hinduism, Buddhism, and Judaism make up the most populated religions in the world. I happen to not really take part in any of those religions. Most of my family is Roman Catholic and my distant relative, Raffaello Delle Nocche, is even up for sainthood. I feel the most accurate religion that I fall into is agnosticism. I am not really sure if God is real or not, but I do believe that he could be. I have experienced some hard times in my life that have needed God and I have prayed to him during those times. Other times however I question how God could allow so many terrible things to take place in everyday life.