Speech About My Journey

Since birth, I was raised a very devout Christian: I spent the school week, eight hours a day, attending a private Christian school from Prekindergarten through the 8th grade; I attended church services all day Sunday, and every Wednesday evening; I had to be skipped into the next age range of Sunday school on two occasions because my knowledge and questions regarding the Bible had gotten too advanced for the rest of the class; by the age of 12, I began doing mini-Sunday sermons before my pastor did his; by 13, I was baptized and began speaking in tongues; throughout the course of public high school, I was a member, and then leader of the Christian Club; I was nicknamed “Preacher Boy” by my fellow church members, with aspirations to become a

A spiritual journey is the search of God in our lives. This journey often helps us to find the true inner meaning in our life. It doesn’t matter whether you go to church or not, nature is leading us to God.

Growing up, it is easy to imagine the future playing out something like this: attend college, score that dream job, get rich, get married, have kids, and live happily ever after. It all sounds pretty familiar, however many young adults find that life does not always happen so simply. There are horror stories everywhere. Students graduate, fail to find a job in their field as they expected, and are left feeling hopeless as their credit card and loan bills pile sky high. Take Paige Nichols for example. Paige grew up in a family that was well-off financially. Her parents were able to pay for her two younger siblings’ college educations and, like many middle class children, she was used to getting what she wanted. However, by the time it was her turn to go to college, her parents’ financial situation had gone downhill and she was left to pay for her education by herself. After four years she graduated with a business degree and $20,000 in debt to go with it. Her payment plan was set at $300 per month, and although she had jobs, she was used to living frivolously, and therefore only made the bare minimum payment of $50 most months. This left her in a position where she would remain in debt until she was 50 years old. A few years after graduating with her bachelor’s, she considered going back for her master’s in forensic psychology, something she had grown very fond of. However, since she was already inundated with student debt and could not afford to spend an extra

Growing up, my life was somewhat sheltered compared to the lives of other people my age. I was raised by both my mom and dad in a Christian household, in which I was taught morals based upon our faith. As a result of this upbringing, my parents and I made the decision to enroll me in a private Christian school in sixth grade. In this setting I was protected from the influences of the outside world. All of the language, violence, and temptations were around me, which I began to recognize as I entered my freshman year of high school. Even the walls of the highly respected establishment could not keep the real world out.

Hello, fellow students, teachers, staff, and family members from Rio Rancho Cyber Academy. I didn’t find out I was to give this speech until Wednesday morning at 9:30, and that’s probably a good thing because I may have tried to arrange not to be salutatorian if I’d had advance notice. Consequently, this speech is probably not what you would expect; and I’m sure half my class would be much more comfortable standing here in front of you I only want to make two points, and I’m sure you will appreciate it when I say they will be quick. First, I want to encourage my class, myself included, to believe in ourselves and strive to reach our goals. Second, I think we all want to thank those who were instrumental

Ever since I was a young boy, my family would pile into our old 15-passenger van and drive to church each and every Sunday, without fail. I didn't really understand it at first, it was just something I had to do. When I was around 6 years old, my mother encouraged me to accept Jesus Christ as my lord and savior. I hardly understood what it meant, but I went through with it, much to my mother’s excitement. Years passed, and my understanding grew. Up until I was around 13 years old, my faith had no correlation to my actions. I could recite bible verses for hours, yet I couldn't say what any of them meant. That all changed one year at Camp Selah, a Then, in the year 2014, my faith took a turn for the worst. I’d had a testing first year of high

This experience was unlike that of previous experiences I have had in the classroom because there are no classes or programs set up in the education system that focus on spreading religion or one’s beliefs. Given this, the

I attended the speech at Embrace church on April 15. The speaker’s name that gave the main sermon was James Barnett. James isn’t the main pastor at Embrace Church, but he does speak a lot at the church. The main focus of this speech was to inform us about the gospel and the word of God. He wanted to make sure that we learned about what God wants us to do, and how we can help our neighbors. I thought he did a great job delivering this goal, because I was thinking about the different ways I could go out and help people right after hearing his speech.

With the University of the Incarnate Word being a religious school with a strong religious background it was really no surprise to me that I would have to take two religious classes. Taking Religious Quest right after taking a Philosophy class has been quite mind altering to say the least. Thinking about all the different aspects of the universe, and trying to figure out the truth is something that I don’t think we as humanity will ever know the answer to. This is where religion fits in for me. It’s not our job to figure it all out, if we live by faith and treat others as we expect to be treated I believe it will all work its way out in the end. Like I mentioned in my autobiography in week one, I was raised Methodist. It was actually me that got my parents into religion at all. We used to go to church for the big events like Easter and Christmas. I ended up finding out when I was about seven years old that my mother felt badly for never getting me baptized as a child. When I overheard her talking about it one day I said to her “so why don’t we just do it know?” She started to tear up a little but said “okay.” Once I was baptized our family as a whole went to church almost every Sunday from that point on. There was a huge transformation in both my mother and father. It was amazing and I’ve never regretted it for a moment. This experience is very important to me, and really helped set the stage for what religion means to me.

Mrs. Wharton began passing out permission slips for parents to sign allowing their child to watch the movie and when she came to me, I politely explained why I could not watch the movie. I could hear whispers as everyone listened in on my reason and as I sat down, no one dared to speak to me let alone look in my way. Mrs. Wharton gave me a small smile, thanked me for telling her and moved on. There was no happy ending where someone stood and agreed with me, or where someone became interested in my religion. During the rest of the class period, I felt alone and embarrassed. I was disappointed and humiliated every time I thought about the

There were many obstacles which I had to face these following weeks. Whilst facing new obstacles, my Pledge Brothers and I were to make a time catalog sheet to as a part of training to become more time efficient. Initially, we were to do fifteen-minute intervals, however, due to lack of discipline and lack of teamwork/miscommunication from the pledge class, the fifteen-minute intervals were pushed to ten-minute intervals. However, this was all for a good cause.

Both of my parents were born and raised in religious household, one in an Irish Catholic suburb of St. Louis, and the other a small Roman Catholic town in rural Spain. By the time they were young adults both had rejected the religiously institutions they had grown up in. My brothers and I were raised in a house, which viewed religion indifferently resulting in us never receiving formal religious instruction. I grew up a scientist. I quickly developed a passion for science and mathematics, and found particular interest in areas of those fields supported by empirical evidence and had undergone trial by scientific method. I found comfort in the structure provided by my faith in our scientific exploration into the laws that govern the form and

My story starts in Danville, Virginia on the 19th of December in the year of 1998. I am the 3rd born child. My mother had 6 children and I am in the middle. My first 7 years I lived in a very bad neighborhood in Danville. After that I moved to a middle class neighborhood. And following that neighborhood, I moved out into the county near Danville. There are many churches in Danville and about half of everyone attends church on Sunday, but regardless, a lot of people are not saved. They are numb to the scriptures and the preaching of the word. During the time I was in my second house, I was attending a church where they encouraged people to be saved and to participate in musical worship. After a while of not wanting to do that, I finally decided

So, today we are in New Year 2016 and I hope everyone has their own new year resolutions or goals, such as thin people wish to gain weight, fat people wish to lose weight, some wish to spend less to become rich so that they can spend more, and some they wish to quit bad habits. So, I would like to wish good luck for your resolutions to be achieved.

The summer after I completed the 6th grade, my parents decided to pull me out of my Baptist, private school and homeschool me. I, like most kids, was not thrilled with the decision, but being only 11 years old, I had no say in the matter. Despite my initial reservations, being homeschooled was a great experience for me, but I began to get bored. I missed seeing people every day. It was just me and my family. I was ready for a new experience, something big, and college was exactly what I was looking for. It was Sunday night, and there was a high probability that class would be cancelled. I prayed that that wouldn’t happen, however, it did. The