How God Has Impacted My Life Essay

Process recordings have been very helpful in allowing me to see my strengths and areas that need improvement. It allows for me to check if I am using my competencies correctly and applying all the skills I have been thought. They also allow for feedback from my field supervisor so that I ensure the best services for my clients. I gain a better understanding of what I need to change about my approach and how to develop proper treatment goals with my clients. I get to put the knowledge I gained in all my classes to help a better understanding of the role of a social worker.

Christ has always been apart of my life. The only issue was I didn’t quite understand what it meant to trust him completely as my lord and savior. As long as i can remember my parents had me going to church at ccv and i attended many church camps . When i started to get older i got involved in club sports which took up lot of my time where i couldn't fit church in my life anymore. When i started 9th grade i had a friend named Makensie and she kept bugging me yo go to church again however i didn't want to because i was scared to go back. After awhile of her begging me i went and realized what i was missing and attended church camp that year. I loved it but i still didn't understand what it meant to give my life to him. As time went on i still continued to go to church every weekend.

Ever since I was young I've gone to church every Sunday morning, prayed before each meal and once before bed every night. These actions have always been something I just did because that's what my parents told me was right. These past two years I've gotten more involved in my faith, beyond just tagging along to church with my parents. This was the beginning of my “new” Catholic life. I put “new’” in quotes because I have always practiced as a Catholic, but now I am living it by my own preference not by anyone else's. This was my journey to make sure that what I have been doing all these years is something I can continue to do when my parents aren't there to drag my butt out of bed every Sunday morning.

Throughout the years I would attend Church, because I truly believed there was a God, but he was mad at me. After many years of questioning God’s love for me, I met a man who would share the message of God’s grace with me. On April 4th, 1999, I accepted the invitation to enter into a personal relationship with Jesus Christ as my Savior and Lord. That day changed my life forever.

For my service learning project I worked in Mrs. Evelyn Costa's first grade class at Meadowlane Elementary. Meadowlane is located at 4280 W 8th Avenue in Hialeah, Florida and was constructed in 1957. There are one thousand one hundred and seventy seven students enrolled at Meadowlane Elementary school. Meadowlane has fifty three classrooms and fourteen portables and there are one hundred and seventy nine students per grade level. The school was built on nine acres of land. The student population of meadowlane Elementary is comprised of 97% Hispanic, 2% White, and 1% Asian.

Over the course of the semester, there has been numerous amount of areas where I believe I have improved in comparison to high school. What has helped me in my writing is the writing class and the in-class writing workshop. The writing class that is located in the Kremen education building has helped me with my writing greatly because in the writing center the person in charge teach us lenses and we apply those lenses to the writing, draft, or reading that someone brings in. The in-class writing workshop has helped me because other students get to read my writing. This is helpful because I get feedback from many students and they let me know what needs to be fixed. A new tool I have been using is They Say I Say. The book is very helpful because of the information and examples it provides such as the templates. I have been applying the templates into my essays and I have seen a significant difference.

Reading and writing is a fundamental part of our learning experience. Reading allows you to enter worlds and experience things you wouldn’t be able to experience anywhere else and writing expands your knowledge not only on a specific topic but you learn more about yourself, you’ll be surprised how far your imagination can take you as soon as your pen hits the paper.

I am happy I could encourage my father to seek God for himself. I am glad I could build a closer relationship with God and my family because of my mother’s death. I can talk to people about Christ and where we will spend eternity. I can listen and let the Holy Spirit guide me on how to deal with problems in my life and others. I can go to Jesus and he will comfort me when I am weak. I know Jesus will never leave me nor forsake me.

As a young child, my family did not attend church. I found that I began to question, “where was God in my life?” I always believed in God, but never fully understood the concept of Him and His saving grace. While I was in grade school, my friends would speak greatly of their church and all the various activities they were a part of through their church. Each conversation held with my friends regarding church began to ignite a deep flame of interest in their God, I began to long for Him to become my God, my savior. So, I decided to call out to God to help me through this and show me the way. I felt helpless like Job did when he was losing his friends and family,

Since the beginning of the semester, my writing has changed and evolved to accommodate and sustain longer essays. With longer essays, there is more room for in-depth analysis. Further analyzing a topic has led me to findings that I did not know existed. As I continue to write, I uncover addition and superior methods to approach my writing to the benefit of me and therefore, my audience. Throughout the semester, I have incorporated techniques to further my narrative throughout my writing.

Wednesday, following book of scriptures contemplate I looked as my mom go out in the focal point of the family room floor, look down and body numb. We had gotten the most annihilating news. My mom had lost her significant other and her youngsters had turned out to be bastard. The fallen angel comes to murder, take and crush, however what he didn't know was that my God has the last say as much. My dad's demise shown me numerous life lessons. Today, I will clarify how my dad’s passing annihilated me, as well as assembled me to: acknowledge life totally, know constantly, and keep the confidence in God as it were. The loss of the one, who was the purpose behind my life, caused emotional change inside my life.

When I decided to register for this class I chose it because out of my options the only one that seemed interesting was women’s studies. I did not think it would have an impact on me or my way of thinking. Looking back, I have learned so much that I will take with me in life and not just use in the classroom. Through the semester, we have talked about many aspects in this course that have made me relate and connect to past experiences in my life. This class has helped me to make changes in my thought process and I am glad that I have had the chance to learn everything that I have. It has been very beneficial to learn about the social constructs that I always saw in my life. I have connected many aspects of this class to my life in various ways and situations.

After years of suffering abuse at the hands of my mother, I decided to take back my life and freedom. On July 4th 2014, I boarded a train from Chicago to California to leave the comfort of all I’ve ever known and ventured into uncharted territory. For three days, I sat on that train, just my books and my thoughts for company. By leaving, there was a stronger chance of a promising future for myself. What I didn’t know at that time was that I was headed towards heart-shattering changes that made me who I am today: a resilient, independent woman.

I have learned many aphorisms, or lessons, throughout my life so far. My family, friends, teachers, and pretty much everyone has taught me something in one way or another. These lessons usually come through in a change in my life. One change important to me was getting a job. This job has given me a positive learning experience (for the most part) and an education of working with others. Well, here’s what I know about going to work.

When I picked up the book Make the Impossible Possible by Bill Strickland, I could not help but form a negative opinion about it. I thought, “Great. Here is another book trying to tell me how to generically make my life better.” I looked up at Ms. Purser with a sneer and pessimistic thoughts running through my head. As soon as I began reading the first chapter, though, my opinion turned on its head. This was proving to be a book written from a real person’s perspective. Instead of cliché instructions on how to improve my life, I was reading the story of a man who came up in the ghetto, but changed his mentality and began leading a