My Autobiography Of My Life

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

I was born in Modesto ,CA on August 17, 2003 in Modesto hospital . I lived in Atwater ,CA most of my life ,but then I moved to Merced this year. Places that I have visited that feel like home is Watsonville and Santa Cruz. I have been in the same school for 8 years . Also, I have had a separate year in preschool. When I was in preschool I went to a school near Winton ,CA. During my magical 8 years I stayed in Bellevue since kindergarden through 8th grade.

I was nine years old when I moved to California from Japan, all the way across the world. Moving to California was quite possibly the weirdest experience that has happened to me as a child. Trying to move from a place that I pretty much spent my life in than literally going across the world without knowing anything about it was very foreign to me, however my parents used to live in california for about one or two decades.

I think one of the reasons that me and my mom moved around so much was because of my mom and dad's divorce when I was five. The first school I went to was Marshal Elementary in Arizona but not even a year after starting there my mom decided to move to Oregon so I finished my first grade year at Meadowlark Elementary in eugene. once I had finished my first grade year my mom decided that I should learn spanish so she sent me to a spanish immersion school called called Buena Vista. But during the summer of my second grade year my mom found us some new roommates so we moved in with them then we all ended up moving to Camp Creek. I spent my third grade year at Camp Creek. during my third grade year my mom fought my dad for custody over me. When my mom own custody over me my time with my dad was cut down to about a fourth of what it was before. I

Both my mom and dad were born and grew up in the little part of southern Colorado, commonly known as, the San Luis Valley. Which was the place that we were going. We packed our bags and headed, roughly, one thousand miles away from the place I

When I was about 11 years old I moved to Canton Michigan from Las Vegas Nevada. It was a dramatic change in my life. Not only is it quite a distance from Nevada. But there was also a different outcome that were made from the people to the weather and not being able to see my dad anymore.

My 7th grade year I moved to Conway, AR with my mama Monique, her husband Shane, and my three brothers Lil Shane, Manny, Eli. My dad Demontrel also lived in Conway but he stayed across town. Everything about Conway was bigger from the schools, stores, and

I moved from Nebraska to California in 5/13/17. With my mom, dad, brothers and sister. First, my family and I didn't want to stay in Nebraska because there wasn't any fun place to go to, and didn't have any relatives. Also in Nebraska, the weather makes me sick, but now the hot weather in El Cajon helps me feel healthier. So my parents decided to come to San Diego, California. Then we started moving furnitures in the u-haul trucks and planned things out. For a while

I was born in Harlingen, Texas and I lived there for most of my childhood. We usually lived with my moms parents or in a small two story house but my mom got a job promotion working in T-Mobil at the time so we had to move to a place somewhere in Kansas. My mom had told my little brothers and me that she was going into Kansas first then she would come back and get us. We said ok and went on doing whatever things we were doing. Finally a few weeks later. My mom finally come and told us we would have one more day at school then we would start driving to Kansas. Finally after saying our goodbyes to family we set off to Kansas and it took forever but we finally made it. We had to live with our cousins at first since we had no home

I was born in Clovis, New Mexico and I stayed there for about 2 years and then that was when I first moved. My family and I moved to Tucson, Arizona and I stayed there for about ten years. During that ten years I built really strong friendships and I expected to live there till I graduated. But man was I wrong.

As a child, my family was always on the move. We lived in Fresno, Bakersfield, Oakland, Daly City, San Francisco and Yemen. My parents are from Yemen, but I was born here, in 2010 we flew out to visit the country and see my grandma. However, what was meant to be a summer vacation became a three year stay.

I was born in Dayton Ohio we lived there for a year I think then we moved to a different part of Ohio Greenville and from there we moved to Kentucky and then Pennsylvania and from there Washington then California then back to Washington. See as a kid growing up my dad was in the cable business we moved so much I never stayed at one school long enough to really make any friends, and it was me my older brother, and little brother, my little brother really got lucky because when it was time for him to start school we were settled. We lived in concrete Washington I started my fifth grade there and it was acutely really nice to have friends and be a kid. Then high school came my best friend and a lot of my friends were two grades ahead of me so

I was born in Harvey IL but grew up in Lowell IN.I was born in Harvey because the hospital located in Harvey was ranked as the number 1 place to have a baby in the nation.After I was born I lived in a house with me my older brother my mom and my dad.Life went on like this for some time until my mom found out another baby was expected.We decided that we would have to move into a larger house.While our house was being built we lived with my Grandma and Grandpa in South Holland IL.I remember very little about even living in my Grandmas house but my mom and dad both do.After this we moved in to the house and we still live there to this day. Liveing here I participated in many sports such as soccer,baseball and basketball.My first school that I went to was Trinity Luther preschool its funny because I remember people who went there and I still see them to this day.After preschool my mom decided to sign me up to go to Sunday school at Saint Edwards Church I still go here for only one more year.After preschool I attended Oak Hill Elementary. I went to Oak Hill for 6 years until finally going into Lowell Middle School.Now that middle schools is done with I

How does a person begin to write a narrative of their own life, relating events and ideas back to their own culture? Well, first, I’d like to give some baseline information about myself. I am a white, middle-class, educated, mid-western, Christian female athlete. I come from a traditional family with a mother, father, one brother, and two sisters. Taking those characteristics into account, I would say that I am a privileged member of society, and being privileged has been part of my culture. In addition, the largest influences on my life and worldview were my family, school, church, and the area I grew up.

I long to be free. To be free from the metal chains that hold me down. To be free from the whispering as I descend into my empty slumber. My heart couldn’t handle the pain of the immortal whispers and figures that popped up here and there trying to help or drag me with them.