Reflection Paper

As humans, we are created to be in a relationship with God. We are called to love and serve Him. However, because of our sins, we fail to honor God. It is through God’s love for us that he used Jesus Christ to restore our relationship with Him. The doctrine of the person of the Jesus Christ is the centerpiece of our Christian theology. As followers of Christ, it is essential that our understanding of Christ must be the center of our faith.

I went back and make the corrections then had her read it over again. I read it through one last time after completing all of my corrections made by my professor and handed it in. For every other assignment that we completed for this class I abided by this routine. I knew that I wasn’t a strong writer so I had to put in more effort than most other kids in order to improve my papers. On one of my latest essays on Christmas and the reason behind gift giving, I started it early and was able to write paragraph by paragraph in order to make sure I had the correct structure. I can successfully say that I have completed this outcome for every writing assignment that I completed. I have learned that it helps me gather my ideas better and write better when I’m not being rushed like I used to be because I would wait till the last day.

Throughout this semester, there were many obstacles that I had to face regarding the different assignments assigned. However, I was able to effectively complete all of these tasks to the best of my ability regardless of the amount and specific requirements each one possessed. I also managed to gain a better understanding of the certain processes required to create successful essays. I realized that it was extremely important to stay on task, manage my time wisely, and organize my information in a way that would make the writing process easier. This realization and understanding ultimately allowed me to easily take on more extensive assignments, such as the Rhetorical Advocacy Project.

How many hours have you spent crying out to Jesus and waited desperately for a response? I don’t know about you, but I have spent many of nights and days crying to God for answers or simply to just take away the “current” problem. I often times get stuck in a rut of feeling like a failure, only to feel the presence of the Holy Spirt who brought the peace and hope that God’s got this problem too. “May the God of hope fill you with all joy and peace as you trust in him, so that you may overflow with hope by the power of the Holy Spirit” (Romans 15:13, New International Version). God has met me through the different and difficult events of my life and it is through the various struggles and victories I found strength in Him to continue my daily duties/routines and allow Him to do His perfect work. Further, and most importantly, I find myself moving into a closer and deeper fellowship with my Heavenly Father as my eyes are on Him and not my problems.

Life changing… it is a word that I sometimes think about, but never truly understood its’ meaning, until the summer of 2017. During church one morning my pastor was standing up on the stage in front of the congregation giving the announcements for the week. The final announcement was regarding a summer mission trip for high school students. The students would go to Reynosa, Mexico where there is a children’s home that my church serves at every year. I had never been on a mission trip and had never experienced anything like it before, so I decided that I would go on what could be a life-changing trip.

Starting this journey, I was skeptical of what I could achieve in such a short period of time. I was shocked when I began writing this and got to reflect on the progress I have made, physically and emotionally. I have realized that change does not happen overnight and it takes serious commitment. I am now able to connect the activities we do in seminar to my own progressions. I know each situation is individualized to the patient but, getting to work through the process myself gave me an inside to what it takes and the struggles that my patients might encounter. After this journey, I feel better prepared to help clients through similar processes and aid them in making an important change.

As what happen in the supervision meeting every week, the students review their weekly activities and tasks at the beginning of the meeting. Thus, I reviewed my activities during the last week in the Islamic Center of Pittsburgh ICP which include contacting some clients to complete their applications, helping one family joining the Food Pantry Program and obtaining Sadaqah, and meeting with the practicum advisor.

At this moment there is currently 7,430,931,842 people in the world. Nearly 3 billion of those people are currently living in poverty. Today, 350,000 babies will be born. The world, continues to grow, to prosper, as I sit in my bedroom staring out the window waiting for creativity to strike and give me the words that so effortlessly describe me. There is currently only one person in the world with the name Gabrielle Vozzi, and right now she is attempting to describe something that is indescribable: herself.

In 1994, my parents immigrated to Canada from Vietnam to seek better living conditions and a promising future for their soon-to-be children. However, to live in a free nation filled with opportunities, the two left everything behind. While living in rent, my father worked full-time at a factory while my mother had found a job as a cashier. Although they had a sustainable income, my father understood that raising a child would cost them more than they were currently making. In 1997, my father decided to study computer science at Langara in search for a better-paying job while working part-time as a security guard. Meanwhile, my mother took up housekeeping, working at two different hotels to earn more money for their coming child. Understandably, my parents had made their lives much harder immigrating to Canada, but their sacrifices - I can say - has paid off.

Everyone has at least one point in their educational life that has shaped them into the student or person they are today. For me, coming together after being separated as the “Germantown” and “Farmersville” kids for the first six years of school changed the way I built myself as a student. Becoming friends with new people, having new teachers for every subject, changing up the routine, and actually having to switch classes has taught me a lot of different things.

Being in a life or death situation, or at least believing you, can radically affect how you feel about the world, and everything around us. To unknowingly shake loose your repressed feelings and thought, through the rush of adrenaline and reflection on your own actions, is a truly freeing experience. While such a freeing experience comes with a terrifyingly dangerous cost, I was able to find a refreshing outlook on life.

Life represents a culmination of unforeseen events that eventually lead to success, and in the minds of the majority college symbolically defines the first major obstacle one must overcome to continue that journey. Every year, high school students across the nation eagerly anticipate the coming of their senior year and the rapidly approaching adventure to follow, but for many it simply reminds them of the heartache that is soon to come. My own personal experience began with the blinding influence hope cast over my judgement as inner levels of excitement exponentially increased and my emotions became steadily influenced by the people surrounding me. However, little was I aware that my future had already been decided and no external force would have the necessary impact to reconfigure my current course. In a sense, my ship had already sailed and was leading me in ironclad chains to foreign lands of which my presence was to be forced. College, to me, would soon become an indescribable burden where reality would suddenly become brutally clear and all hopes for a productive future existed upon the fate of an unstable pendulum.

I grew up in an Adventist home, both my parents are teachers for an Adventist school and my grandpa is a pastor for the SDA church. I don’t have one of those stories of not knowing God or learning about him in a miraculous way. When growing up I went to church every Sabbath and didn’t question it because that was what we did. I got baptized by my grandpa when I was twelve, and started going to my church’s youth group every Wednesday. I continued this lifestyle for a while, it wasn’t until high school that I started to become more relaxed with my relationship with God. It started with me skipping church, I skipped because I would be too tired to get up that early, or it was because I would go on backpacking trips. My senior year of high school is when my relationship with God hit rock bottom, I had two people close to me die. One was a friend that I knew from going on mission trips and seeing them at Walla Walla tournaments, the other was my best friend since kindergarten. They died decently close to each other, and it made me question the existence of God. I would ask myself if there was a God why wouldn’t he save them. Both like me grew up Christian, and both were more involved in the church and showing others God. After that I stopped going to church all together except when I wanted to see my friends. That summer I worked at camp, and while it was a good experience I still hadn’t forgiven God. I got to the point where I knew that there was a God, but couldn’t care less

When reading “Dedication to Reality” and discussing it in class it helped me to understand how humans have influenced basically everything in the world, because in class we discovered that knowledge is a human construct. When thinking about this it makes me question everything that I believe I know because how can I be sure that what I think I know is actually so? It also makes me think about how I have most likely had experiences where I probably had the chance to revise my map but failed to do so because I did not want to admit that I was wrong or I did not want to change my point of view and perspective. So I think that discussing this in class helped me to understand that I need to be more open to accepting and learning about other

Every student deserves the best chance at getting the highest level of education they can, however, some students need a little extra support that others may not. A student, Axel, who is currently in my classroom has had a hard time keeping his focus and is often avoidant when it comes to his work. It has become clear that his avoidance becomes a distraction to the whole class. His behaviors currently include but are not limited to: rolling around on the floor during rug lessons, yelling across the room, walking around the room talking to friends, sharpening his pencil five or more times throughout the day, asking to go to the bathroom at inappropriate times, spending fifteen to twenty minutes in the