My youth, this subject is amusing considering I am only 15. Yet, it is crazy what can happen in two years time.
As a thirteen-year-old girl, I had all the hopes and dreams that a thirteen-year-old girl would have. I, of course, already had what career I was going to have and basically, the next ten years of my life planned out. I was very independent and acted as if I did not need help from anyone for anything. I was a country girl who played in the mud, rode horses, did school outside on the picnic table, and had more guy friends than girl friends.
At this point, I was carefree and easy going. My family and I went to church every Sunday, but I did not have a personal connection with God. This got me into trouble for the next year or so. I was constantly grounded from, well everything.
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My parents decided to visit the church that we were a part of when I was a baby. The worship was a bit old fashioned, but it was good. The Wednesday of that week I told my mom that I wanted to go to the churches youth group that met that night. She let me attend and the pastor's wife introduced me to the youth pastor and his wife, along with some of the youths or students as they call them there. They welcomed me with open arms and warm hearts. In that youth group, I not only met my best friends but gave my life to the Lord and got my life back on track.
About a week into going, my family decided to stay at this church. Three weeks into being there, I was on the youth worship team as a pianist and vocalist. That church has been crucial to my life in more ways than I will ever be able to verbally express. I have friends that will always have my back and love me unconditionally. I have a church who is beyond wonderful. I have a personal relationship with God that I thought was not possible to have. And today, I have two amazing girls that I am celebrating my one year of friendship
Getting to know my faith more has really changed my life, Before I started going back to church my life was falling apart but while I was learning about the Holy Spirit, God, Jesus Christ made me lead to the right direction. My Faith means a lot to me now that I am able to understand every detail about the
our friend and family to a place where we knew no one. When we first got there the church
After worship at church, our team rented a Mercedes van and a minivan. It was my first time in a van and it was pretty cool. This van was especially large and could seat 18 people. During the time we were on the road, I got to read a book, talk with my dad, and talk with my friends. We got to eat dinner at Chipotle and we drove to the church. We passed the houses, which were very small. Some of them of them had a weather-beaten and rundown look. Finally, we arrived at Eight Street Community Church..
In Middle School, where we were still growing up as adults, we did not like following the rules. I was in 9th grade. That day the bell rang for our next class and me and my friends did not want to go to our next class right away. We waited outside the room for our next class and chilled and talked. Me and my friends were in class all day and we wanted to let go of some energy. We kept talking and if our teacher came, we would go into the class right away. Our school did not like students to hang out in the hallway because they made too much noise. We did not care, we still chilled outside the class. We talked about new shoes and what we were going to do after school. It was so much fun because I had not seen my friends since 8th grade and it was the
I walked into the loud building so scared and nervous. I couldn't believe today was the day. The day i'm finally in middle school. That day was the day that I could officially call myself a Vista Verde Middle School student. When I walked into the building the bell had rung for us to proceed to class. On my I spotted one of my very good friends, Esmeralda. After I said hi to her I walked to my first period class which is room 403 and my teacher is Ms. Blasnek.
I have for months been in apprehension that David would volunteer. Yet, joining the Army will be a terrible trial to me. He joined the Washington County Company commanded by Capt.Willet. They are now at Camp Cummings, the Fair ground. David sold his Pistol, got $25 for it, paid some of his little debts and we are preparing shirts with crochet work. He is very serious and deliberate about it, and the poor boy, he will be more so as the hardships thicken upon him. He was anxious to be called in.
The Lord led a beautiful and wonderful woman into my life the summer before my undergraduate Senior year that would, later that same year, become my wife. She was lost and seeking God and, that summer, I led her to him but didn't have the tools or the wisdom to show her how to accept Jesus. It wasn't until a few years later, March 6, 2011, that we joined a Baptist church here in Chapel Hill. That day, we confessed to the world we accepted Jesus as our savior and we were Baptized together. God brought us
I worked it out with my parents and we met. That was the meeting that changed my life. Jennifer opened up my eyes to something amazing. She showed me that God could be a friend and not just a scary being from above. I could not believe it. There was Someone in this world who loved me and did not care what I did because He would never stop loving me. I was in awe and amazement. Jennifer invited me to join a group of teen leaders at her house to discuss the next year and what we would do to help bring Christ to students. I was excited to attend the meeting. I could not wait to meet other Christians and share my new faith with them. The meeting was a week away, and I wanted to learn more about my new friend. Jennifer handed me a Bible and welcomed me into the greatest relationship I will ever have. I was so pleased. The rest of the week I could not stop smiling, I was so happy. It was like I had my own little secret and I wanted to share it with the world. I started to share the love of Christ with my family. My father was Catholic by birth and he never really showed the love I should have for God. As I explained to him what I had found out at the meeting with Jennifer, you could feel the love between us grow even stronger. My father and I never shared a close bond but at that point you could tell that he was truly happy for me.
In November, the air is cool and burns my face. The wind passes through my nose and it feels as if I am breathing in a thousand miniature razors. My finger tips and ears are numb. My right side aches where I had been elbowed in the ribs and my ankle from where I tripped just up the field. I hear my mom in the crowd, “Go, baby, go!” Even though, every muscle in my body screams for me to stop, I go. The pain does not bother me, neither does the cold. I am just happy to be here.
The summer before my senior year, I worked at Camp Evergreen, a Christian summer camp in north Georgia. My cabin that summer was the oldest boys, there would be two first-time campers joining us. One of them was an older foster child who has had a lasting impact on the way that I empathize with the experiences of others. His name was Chris.
When i was a kid i used to get in so much trouble my parents wanted to give up on me. I was in and out of juvenile. I was ignorant i didn't care about no ones feelings. One day i was sitting inside the house and my probation officer came over. My big brother was heading out the door when my mom told him do not get into any trouble. As soon as he went outside he got locked up. What happened was he was with a group of guys who robbed a lady but he was the only one who got caught. He was given 2 years in juvenile.
My leaders started to notice me and care for me in a way I had never felt before. Finally that summer I decided to go on a camp trip with them. Little did I know that the speaker that week would tell me a message that would open my eyes to concepts I had heard but not realized were truth. I heard that the Lord loved me unconditionally as my Heavenly Father. I learned that he cared for me, every second of the day, no matter what. He cared for me so much that he sent his only son to die for me. No matter how broken I was, he continued to give me attention and care I lacked as a child. That week I found hope in Christ. I had decided to start my new life and relationship with
This summer I went to the Dominican Republic, which my church organized with another church. I helped to build a church for a church in need down in the DR. I painted window shutters, built them, and installed them into the church. Through going down their, I gave people a brand new church and shared God's love with them. And I helped with the sports camp, and played basketball with little kids which was an amazing experience. I showed God's love through the building of this church and played games with them as well. By building this church,I have given people in that community the opportunity to go to church and learn about God's love. Someone might get saved through the building of this church. This experience changed my life forever. To
I was ten years old when I attended the church for the first time. From this time onward, I never had to fear that my father might come home drunk, and create disharmony in the family. Everything started happening just the opposite. He became a God-fearing man. He taught us to love God, pray to God, and follow the instructions from the words of God. My parents raised my siblings and me by providing us a godly home. Daily family devotional time, scripture reading, attending Sunday school, and worship service every week became our family
1.A personal experience I went through in my life was in my early teens was when I was living wrong and getting in trouble. So my church pastor was planning a trip to a camp in Orlando to strengthen our church it was a great experience I through. We were there for three long days .we were there for the whole weekend we came from Miami it was a four hour drive. We left early in the am and got a big bus with at least thirty people. It was something special I went through it was like a dream. During my stay we learned a lot about god