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Trinity Lutheran Church. Any day, any activity. I am a participant, a student, a leader, a pioneer. Sunday mornings are spent either worshipping with my family in Centennial Hall, a large gymnasium used for our contemporary services, or with other high schoolers, learning about life values and their connection to our faith. During this time, I listen.
Part One – Christian Worldview In today’s world it is easy to become enchanted by worldly things. The deceptions that Christian’s allow themselves to believe (i.e. just this once, it’s not going to hurt anyone, I can handle it, I can stop whenever I want, etc.) come directly from Satan. There was a time when hearing a curse word or seeing too much flesh in a movie would be embarrassing; now it appears to be the norm and most Christians do not even bat an eye at such things any more.
Going to a Christian school affected me because the Christian Church taught me what was right and what was wrong. So, if someone comes up to me saying that God isn’t real I’ll listen to them, but not agree with them on any subject that they're trying to persuade me to believe. I regard people that don’t have the same beliefs as me nicely because I don’t want to come
I grew up in inner city Baltimore Maryland. Neither of my parents were or are followers of Christ. They divorced when I was very young. I spent most of my life moving from place to place with my mother and two brothers. I gave up on high school when I failed my freshmen year.
“True humility is not thinking less of yourself, but thinking of yourself less” – C.S. Lewis, Mere Christianity Three years ago, I didn’t want to change the world: I wanted to be rich. Avarice and selfishness motivated me to succeed, and I was flippant in how I lived my life. I was not happy, but I didn’t care. I found my self-worth in what I could achieve, and whom I could impress. Later, I would find myself extricated from this material rut through a relationship with Christ – not a Christian religion.
Starting public school opened my eyes to the differences between my family and the traditional American family. Through my progression in school, I noticed majority of my friends were Christians and their experiences in the United States were significantly different from mine. I remained perplexed by how unalike our lives could be even though we were all born and brought up in America. My friends ate pepperoni on their pizzas, had crushes on girls, and didn’t have to pray five times a day like I did. This led me to investigate what else was different about my religion.
Living in a predominately Caucasian neighborhood that were Christians and Catholics, in Lakewood, Colorado, I was exposed to many friends that are these religions. Therefore, they would ask me to go to church with them to watch performances that their church is putting on. I would go to these church events, even though I am Buddhist because I wanted to be exposed to other religions and see how they worship their god. Although I never thought about changing my religion, I do find it interesting how differently my religion is to everyone else’s. My parents never knew I went to other church events because they are strict about me just being in temples.
Do you think she silenced the room? I imagine some sat in disbelief, perhaps others in confusion and yet, I'm sure, every lady there must have been challenged by her words. I was challenged, by my Pastor's wife, as she shared a story about a speaker at a ministers wives conference she had recently attended. The speaker stood up and boldly announced that none of them believed in God's word and were Bible illiterate.
As a healing a person my spiritual beliefs can be helpful to the LGBT communities in various ways. For example, it would help me examine my personal beliefs, and prejudices. It will also stretch me spiritually because I am not use to dealing with LGBT people. However I love and respect all people. The reason why I said it would stretch me spiritually is it forces me out of my comfort zone, and forces me to radically set up a competent structure or outline how to deal with all people beliefs and attitudes with the least amount of judgment.
Contemplating on growing up in a large, catholic family, I have faced minimal adversity and am extremely blessed to be a student at MVMS. I have been exposed to many opportunities to my benefit, one of which is learning in your classroom. I appreciate the privileges I have been given. I can 't say I am particularly excited for 8th grade, but I know that conquering it will end the spiraling and confusing years of middle school.
Exhausted, toiling hard dawn to dusk, ceaselessly hunting enrolment to a decent US university sat I. The panic if my skull exploded prior to my enrolment obliged me to soothe stress watching: “Jesus: The Movie”. Anxiety of the course of my destiny strolled over my head. Suddenly, a gleam of the screen glowed into a solid shape. Jesus Christ himself!!
We walked up magma stairs he said now do you see. Over there is a young man he died of a gun shot to the face i looked at the book of life lets just say he was at the right place wrong time. He was in a coma they did surgery but i knew his soul was mine to take the people you call doctors or mere mortal saviors couldn't stop his time from being cut short i took him to god i saw his past and he was just living his life just to fast his wife crys everyday but thats the price he had to pay his family thinks he made it past the pearly white gates god sealed his fate.
However, for many Christian parent, exposing their children to things so contrary to everything the have been taught at home makes this type of education quite incompatible. Behavioral issues are also a concern and can accelerate when limited individual help is received in a traditional school
I can say without a doubt that being stranded sucks, I never have been but, being abandoned sucks too, and wouldn’t you know it being helpless does too. That’s kind of what it’s like to be an atheist in a dominant Christian family. When I was young, six or eight, I don’t exactly remember the date, that’s the first day I realized there is something wrong with my family. The world was large back then, I hardly realized how tiny that yard was, forever burned into my memory. My grandfather and my grandmother were both their sitting at the tiny table outside, my uncle and my aunt, Renee and Ruby.
