Have you ever wondered what it would’ve been like if you were at Jesus’s birth? Well, I can help you understand. Imagine if it was the middle of the night and you were eating your dinner and an angel came up to you and told you to see a new King, what if you were able to see baby Jesus as a baby? My life is awesome, but something seems like it is missing I play all day, even when I eat. I love playing with all the other sheep, except for my sisters, because my sisters are not like that at all. If you start talking to them they will ask you to be quiet and give them a manicure. But as you know, we are sheep and can’t hold nail polish brushes, so they get upset and storm off. Anyway back to my life, I lived outside of Bethlehem, with my sisters,
When I was a child I thought everybody’s family would be the same, just your average family like mine and yours. My life as a child was a carefree life, I didn’t care for much, except stuff like doctors or dentist, I’ve done pretty much what an average kid did, I thought we had a good life going. When I went to my classmate’s house or meet their family they seemed like they were average to me. I never thought about how us as a family would have any trouble in the world, I was wrong.
When I was younger, I remember feeling as though I lived in a bubble; my life was perfect. I had an extremely caring and compassionate mother, two older siblings to look out for me, a loving grandmother who would bake never ending sweets and more toys than any child could ever realistically play with. But as I grew up my world started to change. My sister developed asthma, my mother became sick with cancer and at the age of five, my disabled brother developed ear tumors and became deaf. As more and more problems were piled upon my single mother’s plate, I, the sweet, quiet, perfectly healthy child, was placed on the back burner. It was not as though my family did not love me; it was just that I was simply, not a priority.
not an option. In my mind, it was never whether there was a greater power, but how that
I have a friend who is Jewish and although she has no religious faith, she asked me “if the God I serve is so good, why did he permit the Holocaust to happen?” I decided to use things that she was familiar with in addition to the word of my testimony in my response. My reply to her was that the Holocaust was definitely a terrible tragedy in the world’s history that happened, but what happened and what was going on were two entirely different things; the holocaust happened but what was going on was an awakening of their faith. I demonstrated it another way; the crucifixion of Jesus was considered to be a very terrible tragedy that happened, but in reality a blessing was going on…salvation. Had Jesus not died for the sins of the world, there would be no salvation, no redemption for mankind.
love this book.The book make me feel warm inside. This book showed me that there is more in a person than you think. I us to look at people that were in wheelchairs and were different and thought that they don’t know anything that there just a loser but they're not. They could be the world's sweetest person they are smart they just have a hard time showing it.
that Jesus was brought to Earth as God but in the form of man. It
So now that the reactions and responses have been done it is time to move on and see what actions I can take to work on the issues I need to in order to be more comfortable with populations. There are three major things that I can do to both progress personally and professional two of which at least two of the items. The first is something I can do for all three items, and is to do more digging. I noticed throughout this paper that I found it hard to figure how/why I had some beliefs and giving good support in some areas for the beliefs. For, example life at conception I believe in it and I believe my faith supports it yet I had a hard time when writing down the support in seeing how it specifically support life at conception. So, in doing
“The woman said, ‘I know that Messiah’ (called Christ) ‘is coming. When he comes, he will explain everything to us (John 4:25).’ " Looking back from our time in history, it is easy for us to say that Jesus was the promised Messiah. For the people of the Old Testament, however, it was not as clear. As a result, the people of the Bible had to rely on prophecies before Jesus’ life to get an idea of or a glimpse at what God’s promised Messiah would be like.
The unbeliever cries out for proof or evidence that he does not expect to find. The unbeliever wants the doors of heaven to open wide for him so that he can see the great God of heaven and his Son Jesus Christ sitting at his right hand. Even then, only if Almighty God will guarantee to him in writing that by believing in him and in the atonement of his Son he will be saved will he mull over becoming a faithful believer. The quester, even as he or she demands answers, is not prepared to fall into the open arms of the Divine Son of God.
A new year had just arrived. I can still picture January in my mind, the mood was sullen and dark, I could feel the cold reaching my bones, but now I know that was the best feeling I‘d ever had. I had only a few weeks left to start college, which had been my dream since I can remember. My dad had already paid for my tuition, I was so exited I had promised to do my best. Then, I realized there was an obstacle in my way. I knew I needed to make a decision on whether or not keeping my pregnancy, it sounds rough, but it was definitive. I did not want to miss school, so I was definitely not taking this to the last term. I just could not think of myself being prostrated in bed for so long, as an impediment to start school. Never, nothing would make me give up on my dreams, and that was another promise I had made to myself.
That is the beauty of it all. God became flesh and walked among men. Jesus was one of us. He understands and knows how we feel and can see things through our eyes. He is not fantasy, like Chewbacca.
I am the third child out of four in my family, I have one older sister, an older brother and then a younger brother. I was born on January 20th 1997 in Clinton, Ontario. This means I was probably conceived the middle of May sometime. My mother did not take pre-natal pills before I was born because I was not really expected, but she was taking vitamins during this time to stay healthy. My mother did see our family physician while she was pregnant with me. She saw the doctor every month for the first and second trimester and then she saw him every other week in the last trimester. In these checkups they would see if I was gaining weight, check blood pressure, blood levels and just to see if everything was healthy. My mom did not have any screening tests done to see if there was anything wrong because it was not very common to get screening done in our
I died drowning in the sea and my body still remembered the pain I went through that day. I opened my eyes and I was in a village, a different type of village. Everything around me as new and different. I was sure I was awakening in the afterlife. It was disappointing to see that the afterlife was not so different from the actual reality I came from.
The purpose of this paper is to discuss a service that I got to attend that was different from my own religious tradition. I decided to go with my chosen topic because to be honest I had never experienced or thought to experience a different type of church service other than the one I grew up in. I grew up in a Christian home and attended a non-denominational Christian church on a regular basis. I just never felt the need to experience something that was different. So I decided to attend a mass at a Catholic church. I had been to weddings in a Catholic church and even funerals with a Catholic involvement but not an actual mass.