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Although we did not regularly attend church, I was introduced to the Christian faith as a child and hold those values. I was raised by my grandparents as my father left my mother before I was born and life’s

I was a Follower of Christ and I didn’t even know it. I was the last of three boys to two faithful Christian parents. My parents attended St Paul’s Episcopal Church in Akron, OH. I was baptized and confirmed by the same Bishop. Some of my earliest memories are of me standing in the pews with my parents and stacking the prayer books as if it were my own pulpit and I would pretend to be the priest giving the Sunday sermon. I didn’t know what he was talking about but I always thought that I would be like him one day. I was an acolyte and attended the youth programs regularly with my friends. I completed my studies to earn my God and Country award with the Boy Scouts.

Lewis Foundation, is one of my proudest. While I do take pride in it, I do so humbly, for I did none of the work that went into making this foundation the structure it is today besides living my life as an example. The C.S. Lewis foundation was inspired by my life and life’s work, and therefore part of my lasting legacy. After my time, Dr. James Housten and James R. Hiskey were inspired by my life and life’s work in 1979 and created The C.S. Lewis Foundation (C.S. Lewis Institute, 2). While this organization started small, it has recently grown to become a power that I could not have done during my life by myself. Inspired by my life and ideals, the C.S. Lewis foundation function, as well. Like in the way I defended and explained my beliefs in Christianity, so does the organization inspired by my ways communicate their ideals. They take a simple yet rational path to the work they do. Their aim is “to advance the renewal of Christian thought and creative expression throughout the world of leaders” (C.S. Lewis Institution, 3). They work through small group discipline to raise and inspire young adults and children to communicate and defend their faith effectively. They raise leaders who can lead worship and participate in biblically and modernly relevant issues (C.S. Lewis Institution, 3). This work

In recent days I had the opportunity to go back to North Carolina for a few short days. There, with a heavy heart from a loss in the family, I had nothing else to look towards. I’ve always heard of individuals finding peace, faith, blessings, and love of Christ from attending church. I’ve never been a person who put their faith into a higher power. As I was growing up my parents never wanted to force me into any religion without me knowing everything about it and choosing which route to take on my own. As the years treaded on, I never bothered myself to learn about the many different religions and what each stands for. So I used this opportunity as mine to attend church for the very first time. I attended the Roman Catholic services held

Dr. Mattie Juliet Moss Clark remains one of the most influential and important figures in the history and progression of gospel music as well as in the history of the Church of God in Christ. She invented Three Part Harmoy, She opened the Clark Consevatory Scoohl Of Music, and she taught one the world renowned gospel group, her daughters, The Clark Sisiters. Her legacy has created and helped to shape some of the most successful gospel artists including Vanessa Bell Armstrong, Donald Vails, Commissioned, Esther Smith, Keith Pringle, Rev. Rance Allen, the late Rev. James Moore and her own daughters, The Clark Sisters. She taught that one should never try to sing, preach, teach, or reach without prayer and that Christ must always be the center of attraction and the center of one’s life.

I grew up in the St. Louis suburb of Eureka, where I still live today. If you ever look at me and wonder where that scar on my forehead came from, well it happened when I was roughly 12 months old when I fell out of a moving car. My parents raised me as a Methodist at the Eureka United Methodist Church. During my years attending Geggie Elementary School, every Sunday my parents would force me to get out of bed and go to Church with them. During church, all the children would go to Sunday school while the parents were listening to the sermon. In Sunday school, we had a teacher, sometimes my mom, who would give out fun church related activities. However, I did not enjoy doing that mostly because it involved getting out of bed early and since I did not like the subject matter either, but at that age, children do not fully grasp the importance of attending church and

Born and raised in Marion, Iowa and into an evangelical church, my parents “Baby Dedicated” my life to christ. At age 5 my family moved to New Covenant Bible Church. When I was young I didn't think much of church, it was just something you did and was merely going through the motions. But when I hit middle school my parents made me go to church every Wednesday and Sunday. Key phrase, made me. At this point in my life I didn't like church, at all. As I grew older, I wanted to be at church less and less. And I dreaded going every time Sunday morning rolled around. I had the mindset that the world had more to offer me than Christ did. And so I made excuses and put up fights and soon I rarely went to church. My family went but I stayed

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

When I was a kid, I was taken to church on a weekly basis. My foundation in God was learned as a child. I loved to read the bible and there was this one particular Bible story book that I had, which I read cover to cover. My favorite story to read was the book of David. I was very intrigued with him and all that he had gone through prior to becoming a king. I loved the fact that David liked to dance. Once I grew up, I continued to go to church, but it was more out of ritual. I was not learning because the pastors would talk above my understanding most of the time. The only thing that I did understand was that when it was almost time to dismiss there would began to be a lot of whooping hollering and spitting. I would be at the club getting my bounce on Saturdays and I went to church on Sundays sometimes just hours after coming home from the club. I knew that I should have been living a more Godly life than i was, but I continued to have my fun

He always kept a Bible in his car as a good luck charm and was caught one night for possession of drugs. The police officer was getting ready to take him into custody, when he saw the Bible. The police officer let Lecrae go, telling him to get into that Bible and start living it (Hull). He didn’t really take this seriously at first, but later when he was in a wreck with not even a scratch on him, he gave his life completely over to God (CBN). Lecrae was so excited about his decision, that he printed his testimony and shared it with other students on the campus of University of North Texas where he was studying. A friend began inviting him to a Bible study, where Lecrae was shocked to see people, “who talked like me and looked like me. I thought Christians were this weird subculture before. But these guys dressed like me and spoke like me. And I kept going. It humbled me. It allowed me to say that I am loved and to see that I was on the wrong track before.”(Somers). That’s when he started realizing he could blend his passion for God and his rapping ability

Starting my life off, things were great, I was the youngest of three boys; Alex is my oldest brother who is currently 24, my second oldest brother is 20. In addition to my two brothers I have both supportive and caring parents. My family and I practice Methodist, which started shortly after I was born with me being baptized while surrounded by my; aunts, uncles, cousins, grandparents, two brothers, and both my mom and dad. After being baptized as a family we would occasionally go to church but sadly as time pasted we when went less and less till we stopped shortly before we moved to Florida. The summer before we moved to Florida I was in the fourth grade and became good friends with a girl named Kristen and her family was heavily religious. Kristen and I started to hang out more and more one day she invited me to go to one of her churches services and I really enjoyed it, afterwards they had a youth group where they had a bonding activity. Kristen and I went to church a few more times before I left in late July to move to Jacksonville.

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

Psalm 37:4 “Take delight in the Lord, and he will give you the desires of your heart. ” I really never had a strong relationship with God, I was never baptized when I was young either. In 2015 I went to Texas to visit my grandmother, (who is very religious) hoping to

I don’t have many memories of church but when I think about it only one comes to mind. I was a young girl, age five or so. I went to my family’s Baptist church in San Francisco where my Mom and Dad went as children. I don’t know why we went to church on this particular day, it was out of our norm for my family. I always felt uneasy at church because this particular church is where all my families ‘ funerals take place. It is an old church and by old I mean

Growing up I always lived in a religious household. We always prayed before we ate, prayed before we went to bed, and always went to church on Sunday and Wednesday night. While I never questioned these actions and never tried to rebel against them, I still didn’t understand the importance of them either. I was merely walking in my parents footsteps, doing what my parents told me, singing along to the children’s songs in Sunday school, gave a tithing of my allowance every Sunday, but my life was void of the real meanings of my actions. This went on for years. Because I had not yet read through the Bible to understand why these actions had any meaning, they were just things I did all the time and I thought that was normal and that was what it meant to be a Christian.