My Spiritual Journey

My Spiritual Journey When I think of spiritual formation I think of the pearl that is formed on the inside of an oyster. Oysters do not know that they are part of the important process of making pearls of great price. We are like that oyster, we are going along content as can be and then suddenly something happens in our lives to cause pain or irritation. Slowly we are forced to examine ourselves and see that this pain is not going away so we start to create ways of making life work for ourselves

My spiritual journey began as a child who was enrolled in St. Cyril’s Catholic kindergarten in Danville, Pennsylvania. Most prominently, I remember going to the Chapel and praying as a class. One of our assignments was to think about someone who needed a prayer. I would listen to the other children who were praying for their parents, grandparents, and pets. I remember talking to my mom one evening about who I should pray for. At the time, she talked to me about my cousin who was a soldier in the

My spiritual journey began when I started attending Holy Spirit Regional Catholic School in 2007. From the start, I always had a lot of questions on who God was, where he came from, and how he worked. When I entered the second grade my sister, who was going into eighth grade at the time, decided that she wanted to be confirmed into the Catholic Church along with the rest of her grade, but she had not been baptized just yet. My father, being Catholic, was happy to hear that she chose the Catholic

Personal Spiritual Journey My Spiritual Journey is my walk with God and Jesus Christ, from whom l seek solace and guidance every second, minute and hour of my day. Decisions that l make daily be it personal, educational and spiritual are based on what l feel is the Godly and ethical way. At a very young age, l was introduced to God and this when my walk with God began. Being raised in a Christian household l was taught about the importance of God and how he “supplied all our needs.” I am connected

This paper is written to share my personal spiritual journey. I will discuss the influence my family has had during my upbringing on my religious and spiritual practices. I will additionally share how my spirituality has changed and evolved over time as I married and now have a family of my own. This paper will describe how spirituality has determined and motivated my personality and the adult I have become. This will help me to expound on how my personal spiritual beliefs will establish a respectful

thinking about my spiritual journey, it is important to look at the foundation as to where my life started. Things like being raised in a Christian home where my dad was a pastor, moving around a lot, going on multiple mission trips in high school, and ending up at Northwest Nazarene University, play a substantial role in how I came to where I am today. A place that I would have never thought I would be a few years back. The church and the people in it have been a big impact on my life. I asked

With each passing day, I began counting them down and marking them off on my calender. In the mean time, as I observed new patients entering the program, I could not help but notice the excruciating extent of suffering drugs and/or alcohol subjected them to. Most of them appeared almost weightless as if they were suffering from starvation. The texture of their skin appeared dried out, pale and wrinkled. The impotence they endured over their drug(s) of choice was obviously tormenting. Likewise, A

see you in heaven,” my dad said to me crying one day. That is the very moment that I reflect on when thinking about my spiritual pilgrimage. I had accepted Christ into my life at a young age, but did not fully understand the depth of that relationship that I was entering into. I made poor decisions my first two years in high school, and after realizing my choices I was making, my dad questioned if I truly accepted Christ in the first place. I knew I had accepted Christ into my life and received the

When one asks about how my spiritual journey began, it did not begin when I was born nor did it begin shortly after that. My spiritual journey began when I was seven-years-old. Having been born in Malaysia, the most common religions there are Buddhist and Hindu; I grew up with both religions. In the summer of 2006, my immediate family moved to Vancouver, Washington for my dad’s job, it was then when I was introduced to Christianity and further grew my faith. However, my journey thus far has not been

very young age that I knew there was something very different about me. I could never put my finger on it, but I always felt like something inside made me different from everyone else around me. In almost ever setting or place. I have always felt there was something going on internally that I could not explain, but it is as if I knew from the time I could see and hear that I was not alone in this journey called life. And in reflection, I see that God was certainly always there watching patiently