My Life Reflection Paper

Diane Ackerman wrote an essay called “Why Leaves Turn Color in the Fall”, in which in great detail she explains why leaves change color in the fall. She uses subjective description with science terms to provide the reader with the feeling that science, or nature is amazing as it does all of this wonderful things to leaves.

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

never had a woman to raise her. Her Aunt Alexandra doesn’t approve of her unladylike behavior and tries to change her tomboyish tendencies. Scout resentment to being called a girl is really shown because she always takes the word girl as an insult, Aunt Alexandra is staying with them for an extended period so to scouts dismay, she realizes she must follow her aunt’s rules. Scouts’s aunt makes her wear a dress because that is how a lady is supposed to dress in those times but as read, scout hates to have to wear a dress and doesn’t want to change the way she has been all her life just because he aunt comes to town. Scout spends much of her time with her older brother and constantly trying to prove herself as his equal. “I felt the starched walls of a pink cotton penitentiary closing in on me, and for the second time in my life I thought of running away.

In recent years, God has become a very important part of my life. I am determined to learn more about God and look forward to seeing what he has in store for me and my family. At one time God was not a big part of my life, I did not attend church regularly or feel close to him. I have always believed in God and Jesus Christ as our savior, but did not actively seek a closer relationship with him. I feel that much of that changed when I accepted my current job in a church based preschool program. After taking the position in the preschool, I was then offered a position in the church’s nursery on Sunday mornings. I accepted this position also and my son and I started attending Church every Sunday. In the time since, my husband, myself, and our children have all joined the Church, been baptized, and become very active in our Church. I feel that this was God’s plan for us all along. I feel that God guides our decisions each and everyday, and I now use prayer to seek his guidance for our lives.

Ever since I was young I have gone to church to learn about who Jesus Christ is and about his life on earth. For so many years I went through the routine of listening to the sermons and attending Sunday school, to satisfy my parents. However, it has not been since recently that I obtained a sincere belief and understanding of Jesus Christ. I will endeavor to explain who I believe Jesus Christ is, my circumstances surrounding my decision to follow Him, also why that decision is meaningful, and my spiritual journey over my recent past, which has brought me exceedingly close to Christ.

Before going to Mishawaka Marian, my local Catholic high school, church and God seemed more like a chore than anything. But through those four years, I know that by going through Marian I’ve gained a much deeper knowledge of Christ and how to see him working in my life daily. I’ve had several deep and personal encounters with God and it is through those encounters that I was brought closer to Him and the Christian faith. The most important event that solidified my faith happened first semester of my junior year, when my family got a call from our local hospital saying my grandma was struck by a car and on her way to the emergency room. My whole family’s life was turned upside down by one phone call and things are forever different because of it. Several broken ribs, a broken hip, a major concussion, endless doctors’ appointments and hospital visits later, my grandma was finally back home. We slowly and thankfully began to put the event behind us, but the effect it left on my family will never be able to be put away. Throughout this seemingly endless incident, I learned how important family truly is. I learned great responsibility, how to give and receive help, and not to take a single thing for granted because it could all be gone in just one second. I also felt myself grow nearer to God through this stressful and tragic experience. When you feel like you are alone and have no one to turn to, turn to God. Through Him I am courageously finding my path because I know and trust that God will never leave my side. Through all of these life experiences and memories along the way, I’ve learned so much about myself, how the world works, how God works in my life and where I can begin to see myself fitting into it. It is important to realize that it is through the bad times that we learn the most and

I did not come to know Christ until December of 2003 at the age of 25 at First Baptist Church of Gordonsville Tennessee. As a young boy, I had a desire to know GOD, and had even made a profession of faith, but never had anyone

I have grown up in a Christian home but it wasn't until my junior year of high school when I was at Hume Lake with my youth group that I dedicated my life to being a disciple for Christ. That following summer I went on my first mission trip to Haiti to serve at an orphanage and shortly after returning home I decided to get baptized. My faith was put to the test when my family decided to move from Santa Barbara to Pennsylvania during my senior year. My dad moved there six months early while my mom, my brother and I stayed back and lived in my best friends small guest house so we could finish the school year. My world was completely flipped and nothing was going the way I planned but I knew that I could trust in God in whatever situation he put

Throughout the beginning of my entire adolescent life, I was forced, by my parents, to wake up and attend church every Sunday. I never really understood why I had to wake up every single Sunday and forfeit the day to Christ. When I transitioned from grade school to high school, I wasn’t forced to go to church anymore, and my relationship with god got weakened. At that time, I didn’t really know what to believe. All that changed about six months ago, when I was about halfway through my senior year. I had a few friends who really liked to challenge Christianity from a scientific standpoint, and at that time god gave me his first mission. On my way home from visiting with my friends, I wept the entire ride home, begging for god to help me in the situation.In that car I felt god’s presence, and instantly knew that he wanted me to try and convert my two friends.

I woke up Sunday morning at 9 o’clock. I heard a voice in my heart: “John, I love you. I died for you in order for you to not be depressed. Don’t be angry with me. I will bring you out of captivity if you are willing to follow me. I am God.” My heart became stunned after hearing those words. Tears streamed down my face as I finally, for the first time in my life, became overwhelmed by God’s love. I realized that I was loved and accepted in a spiritual, unfathomable way. I could not believe it. God actually love me, John

Christ. A name I have been familiar with since I was three years old. From baby bible classes to student ministry at Prestonwood Baptist Church. Freedom, a huge event with many rallies and endless laughs, was right around the corner, and I was inviting friends left and right. I was really hoping for a life changing weekend in my friend’s lives, but I didn’t realize what the Lord had in store for my life in the making. A seventh grader, my first time being eligible for this party of a weekend, and I had barely any idea of what to expect. I walked into the room that Saturday night and heard a message that changed my life forever. The speaker talked about a football player who was saving all of his friends but one day went up to his youth minister,

My journey on to my Christian faith began when I was born so I basically didn’t feel. I had a choice not to be a Christian but I never asked why am I a Christian because I felt as though being a child of god was the right way to go I felt as though that god would always be here for not just me but with everyone that needed him. My journey to Christ probably would have to be in the miracles that he have brought me through and I have seen. A long time ago my uncle basically overdosed and the doctors said that he was brain dead and that we should just cut the cord. I will never forget the hospital room filled with the people from my church praying out loud. As I was sitting in there I could feel the spiritual energy. It felt like my skin was crawling with adrenaline. The doctors took us back there to see him and when I saw him I was honestly scared I didn’t think he was going make it but he made it my mother told me when she went back there she saw a angel over him and she said that his wings filled the room. After that day my uncle began to get better when he got home he didn’t have any memory of any sort he had to start completely over we had to help him step by step. And now today my

The only evidence that still exists as proof that she graduated from high school in 1980 is her graduation ring. Due to my mother’s financial constraints, she was not able to afford the ring, but acquired it through a friend’s kind gesture. Over time, it has become a symbol of an aspiration that extended from her to me. However, throughout my mother’s life, she has had many challenges facing her, not only in life, but also in education. Who I am today are blessings made possible by my mother’s sacrifices.

I remember my parents calling my name. The names of my brothers soon followed. We were all called into the bedroom. I remember them saying, “Sit down, we have something we need to talk about”. I remember my dad telling me that things weren't working out. I still remember his exact words, “your mom and I are getting a divorce.” I didn’t know what to say or do or even what to think. I was in shock. I remember the tears on my mom's face. My mind finally caught up. I began to process things. That's is the moment when I became really close to God.

One's dream and aspirations to supersede in life must be stronger and greater than limitations set forth by others. The experience that were bestowed to me during my short life has elevated me to the woman I am today. Please walk with me as I give you the opportunity to see the world from my eyes: