After years of being under religious manipulation and control, I a rerouted myself into a path of new adventures and learned to have an authentic relationship with God. My life changed, I found a new identity. I obtained the courage to break through the binding religious chains and experienced a new life. My experience stirred a new vision to voice messages that shine light to those blind spots- things or people that become a blockage for living our life with purpose. In my case, the constant condemnations, the judgement, the control of my emotions and thoughts I allowed others to have over my life, robbed me from living to my full potential. I no longer had a unique identity, I had become a religious puppet at a very young age. Fortunately,
I see language as a huge blessing. When utilized properly, it can encourage, teach, and help others. It can also be used to express ourselves to our core. To be able to reflect what is within our hearts, though, we must dive deep into emotions and language. Paired, they allow us to understand one another so that we can communicate and help each other through life, something that is definitely not meant to be done alone—which exactly explains why God gave us all community. With life being like an ocean, I truly believe that we cannot survive without God, first of all, and also without people. Because they are so important to me, I place emphasis on understanding how to properly use the English language so that I may glorify God, showing my thanks to Him with my every sentence whether it is verbal or written or thought. This portfolio, thus, is a reflection of my identity and journey with God—all constructed with language and emotions to portray my love for communicating with Him and His people. “Let the words of my mouth and the meditation of my heart be acceptable inyour sight, O LORD, my rock and my redeemer.” Psalm 19:14After being rescued by Him, I gained sight. I no longer saw the things around me and within me with a blurry lens; I took on the clearest lens, as though my eyes became cameras, to see things with truth. With this new vision and mindset, I began to see my own mistakes as well as those around me. Because of this, I understood what needed revision and what
The importance of Homer’s work towards Greek culture and even modern culture can’t be emphasized enough. The name, “teacher of Greece”, is given to him for reason. His book, The Odyssey, is one of the most famous epic poem in literature, it’s also a prime example of Greek mythology writing. Homer includes violence, blood, and killing many times throughout this book. All these events have a special meaning or they aid the story altogether. In The Odyssey written by Homer, the violent scenes contribute to the story as a whole by presenting the Greek culture, and by developing the character of Odysseus.
Earthquakes are a nationwide hazard. When considering earthquakes today, most Americans assume major earthquakes only threaten areas such as California, over the San Andreas Fault, but few realize there are at least four active seismic zones across the United States. According to seismologists, all of these zones have delivered historic earthquakes, and any of them could awaken and strike again at any time. The New Madrid Seismic Zone (NMSZ) is the most active earthquake region in the United States east of the Rocky Mountains. The New Madrid Fault lies in America’s Heartland, stretching from St. Louis, Missouri to Memphis, Tennessee. Whereas fault lines in California are at or near the surface to be studied, the active faults in the NMSZ are
NYPD Standard Operational Procedure when anyone is transferred: The next day they must report in civilian attire to Health Services Division to take a Drug Screening Test. I was fuming about this involuntary transfer to Internal Affairs in the elevator when it reached the eight floor. Not familiar with Health Services Division, preoccupied by still really being pissed off, I followed a small group into a meeting room with about twenty seats. As I sat down I suddenly noticed these guys didn’t really look like cops. When one of these weird individuals said to me “I ain’t crazy, no matter what they say, I wanna be a cop and I wanna a gun.” I was momentarily confused.
Religious/Spiritual Identity(R): On any given day my own religious/spiritual identity hovers somewhere between atheist and agnostic. However, I was baptized and raised Catholic for the first eight years of my life and I went to church and Sunday school weekly. I made my first confession and communion through this church. When I was a little bit older my Mom decided to start taking us to a Presbyterian church. We went to this church less frequently than we used to go to the Catholic one, but my sister and I still attended a children’s bible study on Wednesday nights and went to services on Sundays with our mom. In addition to these religions, I am also fairly aware of how the Southern Baptist churches operate. In other words, I am familiar with
One Sunday morning I got up and started getting ready for church. I went into my bathroom and started to take a shower into I realized that my water was curtail because I didn’t pay the water bill. So I went out to the whale and got some water to at least brush my teeth and wash my face. After I got done brushing my teeth and washing my face I went into the kitchen and ate a smattering plate of eggs. Then I went into my room picked out my outfit and headed on to church. When I got into the church the pastor asked everyone if the could support the church and I couldn’t inalienable anything. When church ended I, went to get something to eat at old south, while i was eating I saw two of sister that came in the restaurant and I only showed discriminate
October 22, 2017- I sent Faith a message on Facebook asking her if she had any free time within the next week to meet. I asked her if she had any questions, needed help with anything, wanted to talk, and asked her about the course. I didn’t hear anything back from her.
Growing up with one Christian parent and one atheist parent confronted me early on with hard decisions surrounding faith. Faith, to me, became choosing between two parents more so than understanding my core beliefs and making the hard choices. I gave my life to Christ for the first time at a very young age in Sunday school; however, the pivotal point in my walk was during my freshman year. Up until that year, the only Christians I had direct contact with all simply went to church on Sundays and often were drunk or in another arguement as soon as Sunday night. The first time I saw someone act like a follower of Christ and not just proclaim to be was through my soccer coach. This coach never went around telling people that he was a believer,
Currently on our Earth, there are 6.6 billion human beings living everyday, and out of the 6.6 billion, 33% of the whole population (2.2 billion) are Christians. Let me put it this way. In a room with 3 people, 1 person is Christian. Christianity is a religion that has been picking people back up when they are down, comforting people when they are in doubt, and performing miracles everyday.
My earliest memories are of my best friend, my mother, reading with her, drawing with her, sleeping on her, and cooking with her. She used to read The Cat in the Hat everyday to me- so much that she memorized it. When I got older, it became The Magic Treehouse, and then Harry Potter. She had an eternal patience, and even when I made her reread a book twenty times without letting her progress past page twenty, she would oblige. She was my sole entertainer, and she took the job seriously. My mother was the one that taught me Tamil, the language that my family spoke in India. She opened the doors of religion and culture by explaining the basis of Hinduism, what each god metaphorically stood for, and spoke to me as if I were her friend, not her child. Being the inquisitive child I was, I frequently asked questions, and amazingly enough, my mother answered all of them without giving me a senseless answer
“Mommy, why?” I asked as children from every century have asked. At the age of 5, I had just attended a birthday party for a friend from a Muslim family. Colorful balloons meant a fun celebration, but I did not understand colorful hijab. This is my first memory of encountering a practice of religion different from my families’ practice. Innocent observations prompted my questions. My mother explained how people of the world choose different belief systems to live by. We live in an increasingly diverse and global population. I expect these conversations occur more frequently today. Whether, in hush tones or epic monologues, their words affect the future generation’s worldview. Ancient ancestors of Sweden first told their children epic tales about many gods, until Christian themes altered their story.
An event that made me present to stop and notice was last week. My family and I were going to do our usual Sunday routine and go to church. However, before church my mom and I got in a fight about me not getting a car for my 16th birthday. I was so mad and filled with rage that I would not come down for church. I was eventually forced to get in the car when my new phone was threatened to be taken away. When we got to church a man approached us asking for food . This is a common thing that happens in my parish because my church is located in a part of town that has poverty. However,it had never happened directly to my family and I. My mom had me run inside the church to get him a food gift card. As I handed the man the gift card I realized that
Growing up, my parents never talked about God, or church, or Christianity. I did not know who God was, nor did I know anything about Christianity. I did know, that all of my friends believed in this so called ‘God” and would go to church every Sunday, and identified themselves as Christian. I did not know what any of this meant, but at first I acted like I did, so that I wouldn’t be seen as different.
My journey with God started in February of 1993, when I went to a ladies’ conference in Columbus, Texas. It was while the speaker was explaining that she knew there were some of us out in the audience, who felt guilty about something they had done in their past, and they did not feel that God could forgive them for it. But then she quoted from God’s word; “For I am convinced that neither death, nor life, nor angels, not principalities, no things present, nor things to come, nor powers, nor height, nor depth, nor any other created thing, will be able to separate us from the love of God, which is in Christ Jesus our Lord” (Rom 8:38-39 NASB) The speaker continued on to say that all we need to do is
The developmental psychopathology approach is the study of psychological problems and complexities in human development. It focuses on the atypical development of childhood through to adult life. According to Sroufe and Rutter (1984) it focuses on individual patterns of adaptation and maladaptation throughout development. This approach is designed to prevent behavioural and emotional differences within development, whilst positively reinforcing the idea of typical development. Cases of atypical development can include ADHD, eating disorders, anxiety and many other developmental disorders that differ from the developmental population norm.