Personal Autobiography - Spiritual Autobiography

Summer vacation, and school ends for about three months, and then you have as much fun as you can, then back to school… right? Well I had to go to summer school, but it wasn’t as bad as I thought it would be. Everything was going fine, I had a job after summer school, and that was going fine as well. They say that summer is supposed to be fun and exciting, and it usually is for me and my family. However in July my father started coughing up blood. My father usually doesn’t make it his top priority to go to the doctors, so he waited about four weeks until he really didn’t feel good.

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

I crawled into bed with her one night. Under the blankets and wrapped in her arms, I whispered, “Why did the doctors take your hair away?” To this, my mom softly explained to me the process of chemotherapy. I was four years old at the time, and two years prior to this my mother was diagnosed with Stage 4 Non Hodgkin's Lymphoma. Having never drank, smoked, or done drugs, her diagnosis came as an incredible shock. She fought it for the next three years of her life, and though I was very little at the time, I have very vivid memories of being with her through this. I remember rubbing her bald head while we watched movies, I remember painting her pictures daily, and most often I remember doing yoga with her on the beach.

Writing this Professional Project required some deep soul searching while deepening my spirituality to train the veterans of Tabernacle African Methodist Episcopal Church to become Disciples of Christ. Completing the nine training sessions will be beneficial for the congregation. A selection of a Steering Committee from the various boards within the church will assist me with the effectiveness of the Professional Project. Teaching the veterans about The Fruit of the Spirit will strengthen my spiritual walk with Christ as well. Each branch of the military has military core values and a comparison will be made with each Fruit of the Spirit during the training process. Presentations and workshops on The Fruit of the Spirit will undergird

I am writing this to hopefully save someone else the time, money and stress that I have gone through by seeing Dr. Kanodia. There are other options!!!

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.”

I had never gotten a migraine. I never understood what that was. All I remember was that one morning I woke up and when the sun started shining on my face my head started to hurt. My head was throbbing on just the right side of my head. I usually associated (Ogden, 2017) this kind of throbbing pain to needing a new prescription of glasses, since it was usually one of the indicators that I needed new glasses, but this pain was different. And I had just gotten a new prescription.

An incidence of headache pain may be mild to debilitating to the sufferer. Many people who experience headaches have episodic or chronic headache pain. Episodes of headache occur once a month or a few times a year; while chronic headaches have 15 or more instances a month. Although the brain does not feel pain, the soft tissues in the head and neck, blood vessels, arteries, nerves, and chemicals in the brain produce pain signals alerting the body to a headache. Experts are not sure of the exact causes of headaches however, there seems to be a correlation with blood flow in the brain. Blood vessels in the brain constrict lessening the blood flow, creating some of the symptoms involved in a migraine assault. Further into the assault the blood vessels dilate and increased blood volume triggers a migraine attack. Stress, certain foods, weather changes, menstruation, fatigue, and a shift in brain chemicals all seem to be common headache triggers.

I believe that I reached the “self-authorship” in the very early ages of my young adulthood regarding career settings and some perspectives on life. I have always valued the importance of education and wanted to be an educator since I was in high school or even earlier. After graduating from college, I chose to be a teacher over the high-salary jobs of being a Japanese interpreter. I always told myself that I would never be the one I wanted to be without obtaining higher education and working in the field of education. My commitment to education has always been clear, and it derives from my personal life story.

One bright and sunny day, After recess I did not feel very well, My stomach was

About a week later I went back to the doctor. The same clean freak doctors office as before. The doctor told me that my blood had turned up negative to all the test except for one. Celiacs disease. She told me that it was not necessarily positive but that the results were unclear. So my mom made an appointment for the celiac specialist. My mom joked that I was now as cool as my sister, who also has celiacs. I got mad and told her to stop. My sister is too annoying to be similar to.

Encephalitis is a rare disease commonly found in young children and elderly adults who posses a weaker immune system. Symptoms of this viral and or bacterial infection range from mild to life threating symptoms. They include sudden fever, stiff neck, headaches, vomiting, irritability, confusion, and drowsiness. Viral Encephalitis can develop during or after a viral infection, for example: influenza, rabies, measles, and simple herpes. Encephalitis can also be contracted as a bacterial infection, which can alter the treatment of the disease. Treatment for Encephalitis can differentiate depending on the severity of the disease. The most common treatments seen in Encephalitis are antibiotics, antiviral therapy, acyclovir, and hydration

I remember myself sitting near a little block with letters and my mother teaching me the name of each of them. She starts to sing me a song to help me to memorize the alphabet. It is so funny singing the ABC song. At that instant, the door opens, and my father enters the room. That is the first thing carved in my memory, and each time when I think about it, I conclude that we are the best family in the world.