For my second Deaf event, I went to the First Evangelical Free Church in McKeesport. This service had a Deaf Ministry along with a signed interpretation of the service. This experience was amazing, even though getting to this was quite a journey. Firstly, I was planning on going to BINGO with Emily McPeake, but when we arrived, we were told that we had the dates wrong, so we decided to go to church the following Saturday. This trip on Saturday went a little off plan, due to the fact that we went to the wrong church at first, and then we were late to the service at the right church.
“Many hands make light work” my preacher would say, and this statement held true year after year, as me and my team hosted multiple successful vacation bible schools for our church. With that being said, the heavy cloud of spiritual emptiness gloomed over me as I struggled with the idea of a way to find other ways to minister to children.
Sitting in a park, writing a personal statement for admissions to a Christian College; obviously something has changed. I was afraid of that complacency and the culture that it creates, and now I’m not. As my college search continued, I realized how much I wanted to truly include Christ in my college decision. After quite a bit of prayer and seeking advice, I have decided that going to a school that affirms and integrates Christian beliefs is something that I feel like I am called to. If my desire is to grow in my faith, then going to a school that desires to encourage me in my walk makes perfect
Short Assignment Three My picture is a photograph that I believe is meant to convince. The intended audience I believe is those of the Christian faith, especially the modern day “Cafeteria Catholics”. I say this because it would not be aimed at someone who simply does not believe, was not raised, or does not take part in the religion at all. However, it would not be aimed at someone who is strong in their beliefs. It is for many religious people in today society, who claim to believe, go to church on Christmas, but don 't really care.
I prayed on my knees beside my bed. No one went to church but me.” (20) When she entered college, all of that changed. Her priorities began to shift. She took several classes to complete her degree while living with families in exchange for doing laundry and taking care of kids. She was keeping herself busy and thought religion would only slow her down.
For this reason, I found this story to be unique and relatable in the way that it shows a journey that countless Christians face, but you are not often granted the opportunity to read about this type of experience. In Hughes story, Salvation, a young boy is worshipping with his aunt when he is soon escorted to the front of the church and placed on the mourners’ bench with several other children his
Almost every weekend, the Marching Band attended a competition. These competitions frequently ran late on Saturdays and football game halftime performances on Friday nights. Occasionally, the competition award ceremonies didn’t initiate until 10:00 or even 11:00 PM. On Sunday mornings, I was invariably exhausted and refused to attend church due to my exhaustion. I began to grow more cranky as the Marching Band season continued.
There are many things that are congruent, for example, going to church every weekend. Another way that my religion is congruent is that to go to Sabbath school. We’re also taught to give to the less fortunate and that is congruent to the American culture. In the American culture women are looked at to get married and There are also many ways that my religion is dissonant with the American culture, for example, we attend church on Saturday instead of Sunday. Another way is that we only have one service on Saturday, but we stay there all day until the sun goes down when Sabbath is over.
It was tough growing up Vietnamese-American, because there weren 't many of them at my school. Finding friends was grueling because there was no one I have in common with. People gave me odd looks at lunch too, since I pray and make the sign of the cross before every meal; thus, made school difficult because people couldn 't accept who I am and prevent me from expressing my freedom of religion. That is, until I joined the Vietnamese Eucharistic Youth Movement. My youth group, Thiếu Nhi Thánh Thể (TNTT), consists of Vietnamese Catholics all over west Michigan gathered under one facility.
My mom urged me to sign up for as many clubs and activities for me to be more out there, but nothing stood out to me until she told me about the talent show sign-ups Tuesday evening. I was hesitantly thinking about it, but I knew deep down I was too scared to even say or sign a yes. I left to bed giving no answer to my mom and forgot the idea of it soon as I fell asleep. Next morning arrived, and walking into choir was always a good way to start off my day. At least so far that is what I thought, until my choir director came up to me and wanted to discuss the matter about the talent show.