Personal Narrative: My Life At A Christian Liberal Arts School

There are several things I hope to gain from my experience as a student at California Baptist University. Such things include, a community of God loving, supporting and encoring friends, a Christian based education and opportunities to grow into the person God created me to be.

My Christian liberal arts education is a major factor in establishing my current vocation. As a junior at Wheaton College, my current vocation is to be a student. I feel called to give my best effort at everything I do, and every assignment I work on. In reading C.S. Lewis’s essay on “Learning During War Time”, I was encouraged by his explanation of how the pursuit of knowledge, and my vocation of being a student, are worthwhile and valuable, no matter the circumstances surrounding us (Lewis, p.43-45). Going to a Christian liberal arts school definitely influences my current vocation. By learning about many subjects by taking a well-rounded course schedule of classes, I can learn to appreciate a variety of subjects and understand more about

I affirm Sterling College’s Statement of Faith. I find comfort in Christ during my daily life, knowing he died for my salvation. In times of struggle, I turn to Him for peace and in times of peace, I praise him joyfully for His goodness. During the loss of those I love, I find relief in knowing they rest in Heaven, and I will one day be joined with them again.

Applying to a Christian university was the last thing on my mind a year ago. I was much too into myself to be concerned with the Creator of the universe. The sport I was dedicated to enveloped all of who I was, which eventually let me down through the sorrow and struggle of injury. I was hopeless with myself and my future. It would take a grand miracle to bring me back to Him, and an even greater miracle to want to pursue full-time ministry. That miracle’s name was Jeremiah Williams. He is my Christian community, and having the opportunity to go to a school like Azusa Pacific with like-minded faith like Jeremiah would be a dream come true.

2015 Fall is my first year at Harper College, within my experience and new chapter in life I was introduce to a very unique person that will not only help me figure out what I want to pursue in life, but a smile and composition to teaching and helping. Dr. Grant one of the most unique faculty member that one can be introduced at Harper College. I have had the great opportunity to meet and be taught by Dr. Grant. FYS was one of my first classes at Harper College as a starting freshman. Being brand new into the system of complexity which is college life. Dr. Grant understood and helped us connect with peers around us. One of the biggest steps of starting in college is stepping out of the shell and expose yourself to your other classmate. One

How will I make the best of my time at Colorado Christian University? The same way I have made the best of the rest of my life. You see, I am very much the anomaly of almost every statistic on troubled teenagers. My childhood was not a pleasant one, as my mother’s second husband was not a very nice man. Because our family fell through the cracks in the Child Protective system, I found myself in a precarious position very early in life. Despite being a good student in high school, I was at the age of 16, a teenage runaway. While living on my own and working full time to support myself while finishing my junior and senior year in high school, I made every attempt to complete my education. However, life did end up getting the best of me, and I ended up dropping out of high school in my senior year, just three months shy of graduation.

“Be who God made you to be and you will set the world on fire.” These words ring in my head as I sit here and think about my education in my last year here at Saint John Neumann Catholic School. The last three years have been some of the most fun years in my life, and if I had the option I would do it all over again. As I sit back and reflect about what Saint John Neumann has been to me the past couple of years, I think about the following subjects:

The sermon started well: I had managed to capture my congregation's attention and had communicated all I had intended to when all of a sudden, I became self-conscious . My stage fright came rushing back and I started crying. This event prompted me to join The Lectors Association.

Throughout my high school and collegiate life, or what little I’ve had so far, I honestly haven’t done anything one could really consider notable. I spent the majority of my time over the past several year working on my own personal projects, avoiding joining clubs or getting ‘involved’. The only thing I can think of off the top of my head was the internship offer I received from AT&T this past December, which I gladly accepted. May I mention that I took the initiative to apply early and went through great lengths to receive the internship, so I was quite proud of this accomplishment. And good grades, of course.

The significant event I am about to share is about my transition from going to a public school my whole life to suddenly switching to a private school named Brampton Christian School. The following story mostly involves me, and a little bit of my sister. At age four, I started school at Sir Wilfred Laurier Public School, where I made the first few friends of my life. I graduated in grade six, and headed onto middle school, at William Grenville Davis Sr. Public School, an opportunity to make new friends. Near the end of grade eight, we had a huge friend circle and we were all looking forward to going to the same high school (Turner Fenton SS). A couple days into summer, all of a sudden, my mom’s friend recommended her BCS, telling her she could

Growing up in a devout Christian family with a father who is an extreme right on the political scale was tough for me. I went to church 3 times a week and when I came home from my private Christian school I was to read the Bible for homework. I felt as if this life was being force upon me and I begged my mother for months if I could go to a public school. My wish was granted and in 8th grade I went to my local public middle school, and I was amazed, completely astounded at what school could be.

Sunday evening, June 30, I finished teaching the curriculum in the Bible school, and then several

When I first came to Bethel University, I was nervous. Not only was I leaving high school behind when I was not yet an adult, but I was also going into uncharted territory. I grew up in public schools my whole life, so a Christian private school was a bit of a curve ball. I definitely had my doubts. A lot of my opinions - especially political - did not match up with a lot of people that attend Bethel and I felt a little out of place. There were issues where I did not agree with some of the covenant, I had issues with the mixing of education and religion, and going into Bethel I was very unsure of how this year would go. Now that I am enrolled in Bethel’s courses and participating in activities, I am able to understand and experience exactly

This previous summer, the summer of twenty fifteen going into my senior year of highschool, I volunteered at the local summer camp at my church called “Vacation Bible School.” The camp started on Monday the tenth and finished on the fourteenth of August. I attended this camp when I was younger and figured it was a good opportunity to get some volunteer hours for college and I love kids especially young children, so this all seemed like a good idea. The summer camp had kids that ranged from the ages of three to twelve. I was assigned by the leader of the summer camp to the preschool arts and crafts room and my only job, or so I was told, was to organize the crafts for the day and help the kids assemble the crafts when they needed it. There

I grew up in a conservative Christian family. I was raised going to church every Sunday morning and with a set of core values and opinions, that I did not question, mostly because I was afraid to. Growing up and experiencing the world made me start to see everyone's different stances on different topics, including religion, and I started to wonder if all of my pre-decided beliefs and morals where what I actually believed in. Questioning everything I had ever known was the scariest thing I have ever done, but I am so thankful that I was brave enough to do it because I wouldn't be the person I am today if I hadn't.