My Life Of A Christian Home

I have grown up in a Christian home but it wasn't until my junior year of high school when I was at Hume Lake with my youth group that I dedicated my life to being a disciple for Christ. That following summer I went on my first mission trip to Haiti to serve at an orphanage and shortly after returning home I decided to get baptized. My faith was put to the test when my family decided to move from Santa Barbara to Pennsylvania during my senior year. My dad moved there six months early while my mom, my brother and I stayed back and lived in my best friends small guest house so we could finish the school year. My world was completely flipped and nothing was going the way I planned but I knew that I could trust in God in whatever situation he put

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

All I had on my mind was that my little brother was falsely accused of vandalism. When I woke up and went to school the following morning, I immediately got called to the office. There I found Branden, Bryson, and Jack. They are football players that cause a lot of trouble . As soon as I walked in, Jack said; “Jake did it and you know it.” Me, knowing this wasn’t true, raised my voice and replied, “You’re a liar and don’t be accusing my brother of something you didn’t know he did! You and your friends probably did it!” At that point, the principal and resource officer pulled the three boys into the office. Soon after, another officer walked in the door. “Emiley, come with me please.” he said. Once we walked into his office, he had the tapes pulled up from that Friday night. “Which one is Jake?” he asked. I replied, “Jake isn’t in it.” While watching the tapes, I saw a blonde haired girl, she reminded me of Anna. I asked the officer, “Who’s that girl?” and he replied “I can’t tell you, is there any reason your brother might’ve done this? Vandalism may be an act of revenge, a way of expressing a political opinion, or a means of intimidation.” At this point, I was so annoyed I got up and walked out. As I left, I walked past the football players as they snickered and laughed. While I was walking back to class, my phone vibrated. My mom texted me saying, Your dad and I are on our way to

Nearly two decades later, I started to put the pieces of the puzzle together. It would start with a simple but powerful statement, “We are called to make disciples, not members.” That statement would lead me to reflect on and seek out a better understanding of what it meant to be a disciple. That, in turn, led me to study and reflect on the concept of servanthood. I realized that developing a more personal and authentic relationship with Christ required more than just attending worship, working in the church and simply believing in Him. I realized that living a Christ-like life required a different way of thinking, a different way of living.

Walking through the forest, a lone owl hoots at my presence. There are thousands of creatures accompanying me in this dense wood, yet my eyes catch only this owl. The leaves crunch under my feet; the predators and the prey of the forest watch in curiosity as this strange intruder stamps across their land. I know they’re there, somewhere, yet they stay shrouded in their leafy homes. It was in that moment that I found what fascinates me the most: why am I here among these creatures? It wasn’t a feeling of alienation, rather, a lack of understanding for the purpose of our existence.

I grew up in the church. My father was a deacon and my mother was a Sunday school teacher. I never remember a time that church was not the center of my life. I experienced great hurt in my young life and nobody knew pain I endured. I would not realize until much later in my life the affect that one event would have on me. My teenage years were turbulent. These years were a time that was marked by poor choices and rebellion. I developed two lives. One I projected in the church and the other outside the church. I never really gave the fact that I was living a double life much thought.

I am an atheist, but it wasn't always that way. My entire life there was a constant pressure on me to accept that there was a supreme being that created all. Even at a young age I couldn’t bring myself to fully believe this. I continued grasping for straws because, just like every other religious person, I was scared of the “consequences” that would come with not believing. My Non-Denominational Christian Church promoted telling this to everyone, even children.

“We all long to be in the flourishing section, but we stay in the safe section”(Mr. Mustard.) I want to be able to stand up for what is right no matter who it is for or when it is. “ For I know the plans I have for you, Declares the Lord, Plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you a hope and a future(Bible Gateway.) This is has helped through this year because it has helped me to know that I am the temple of God and I am the body of Christ. I know that my plans and God’s plans are different. I learned that through this year. I always wanted to make my own plans like I will study this or I want to do this. But it I have found out that it doesn't work that way. I know I have to believe in him and he will show me the way. “Also tht I am the body of Christ, when God looks down onto this earth, He will look down on us and see the image of Christ in us”(Pastor Matt.) That just blew my mind, I don’t know why, but it did. That is why I want to grow more in my faith and my action because we all are made in Christ image, and we should fulfill

First, participating members of the church have the same purpose in life. This purpose is to live in such a way that they can return and live with Heavenly Father in the next life. To do this a person must obey the commandments and repent of sin, constantly strive for perfection, help and serve others, proclaim the gospel, and attend the

The agency I chose to interview was MyHouse at 300 North Willow in Wasilla, Alaska. Their mission is to provide safe shelter for homeless youth with a goal of connecting kids to a network of caring individuals and agencies able to assist them in becoming self-sufficient. They have a board of directors that meet regularly to discuss issues and where to go next with the agency.

On 11/05/2017 I went with my three children to Calvary Baptist Church which is about 2 miles from my house. At 10:00 am we reached at the church and parked at the church’s parking lot. The church was planted in 1878. As we entered inside the church building ushers welcomed us. We sat in the third row and started fellowship. Most of the people in the congregation were African Americans of different ages.

Over the past several years I have had a series of dreams that seem to carry the same theme and very similar settings. These visions are glimpses into the work which, I feel, God has called me. In one of the visions I was walking up flights of stairs and meeting a woman or a group of women on every landing. Each landing was designed to portray the state or the plight of the woman. These ladies came from every walk of life imaginable, some were rich, some poor, homeless, sick, and of different races, cultures, and religions, some had children, and some did not. I found myself listening to their stories, very intimate details of their lives. A couple of them gave their names, most didn’t. They had a level of trust in me that I could not understand.

On Sunday, November 2 at 10:00am, I attended Shepherd’s Community Methodist church in Lakeland, Florida. It had been several weeks since I had attended church and I was looking forward to worshiping and learning from the message that would be delivered by the pastor. At a United Methodist Church the first Sunday is “Communion Sunday” and I was excited to take part in the sacrament of Holy Communion at the service. Pastor Mark Reynolds was the pastor that delivered the sermon titled “The Best Investment”.

A month ago, the Desert Hot Springs High, Soccer Girls, and myself when on a hike. There were about fifteen girls. We all started hiking up the hills together, but there was a moment where a one of the girls was left behind. I noticed so I stopped, turned around, and walking over to where she was at to see if she was okay. When I got to her, I asked her if she was okay, and she said to me “I can’t do this anymore, it’s too much. My legs hurt. I’m very tired just leave without me. I’ll walk back down by myself”, but I didn’t leave her side. I stayed with her until she was ready to continue going up the hill. As we were walking up, I was motivating her, so she can making it to the top of the hill. I didn’t let her give up on herself. There were

Since the day I was born my parents took my sister and me to church ever Sunday. I grew up in a loving Christian home and was encouraged at an age where I could fully understand, to purse a relationship with Jesus. I accepted Christ into my heart when I was in the second grade and was baptized in the fourth grade at age 10. Growing up I have always been super involved in Church. I have a heart for people and love serving. Since 3rd grade until now, my senior year of high school I have been on the leadership team with my youth group. I can not imagine my life without Jesus as the center. I have been pushed to step out of my comfort zone and because of that I have grown in several different ways. For example, I am an extrovert and enjoy getting new people, but never liked public speaking as I felt nervous and intimidated. By the many adult leaders, and pastors coming along side of me and encouraging me to step of on my comfort zone I now highly enjoy speaking and spreading the truth about The Lord in big groups of people. I am so thankful for the many God loving people that have come in my life and helped stretch me. Jesus is my entire life and I am nothing without him.