Wwjd Journal My Project Essays - DraftBible Art Journaling

Wwjd Journal: My Project WWJD Journal. During the time I was journaling for this project, I misinterpreted the focus. Instead of the group doing this project together, we have each been working at different paces if you will. So, in consideration of the directions for this summary, I cannot rightly say that we agreed together for two weeks on this experience, and in so doing may have come to a different end result than if we had agreed. With that in mind, I have decided to include excerpts from my journal within my overall response to the project, along with reflection and insight into specific instances that stand out in my mind. I began journaling on Wednesday, November 26th. The first week or so of my journaling was characterized by spiritual exploration and even little leaps of faith, while I was trying to keep focused on my academics in spite of an indistinguishable illness that, even today, has my doctors confounded. My first experience sets the mood for my thoughts about the importance of how to shine in many different settings, and challenges me to this day. For the sake of authenticity, I didnt correct my English errors in my journaling, and I think it makes it a little more real. I write exactly how I would talk. Wed,9/26: Well, [I] started journaling today. Its kinda weird to do this project, seeing as were all Christians anyway. Doesnt that mean we should always have this mindset, ya know, What Would Jesus Do? Any way, I was also considering the lecture in Global today, and that got a lot of questions going. So, I needed to go downtown, and I decided I would try to go about my errands with purpose. I am Christian, and I just happen to go bible college, and I just happen to be going shopping. Im a Christian first and foremost. On my way out, I grabbed my lighter for some reason. I guess I always have one around, but theyre handy, right? Anyways, wouldnt you know, on my way downtown, a guy asked me for a light. I hesitated, then remembered I actually did. As I handed it to him I thought I should say something, but then he began to cough and turned away from me. He said These things are gonna kill me... I asked him why he even smoked then, or if hed ever tried to quit. He said he had tried, and I told him I had quit some years back. When he asked me how I did it, I thought, heres my chance... I told him that I did it for my best friend, and I said do you want to meet him? He asked me if I was gay, and I said no. I told him my best friend was Jesus. He said that his moms been trying to save him for years. He said he just didnt think hed fit in at church, church folk dont like people like [him]. I said, What do you think they say about me? Then I showed him my tattoos, and told him a little about my past. By t he end of the conversation, he had given me his cigarettes, and I had given him directions to ICCM. It was great. Now, in the interest of space, I felt it necessary to include that whole entry but summarize a few of the others. The next was rather uneventful, I was just sick. Friday I was set to thinking about some of the guys on my floor, and how they talked about some of the female students at this school. I guess I kinda folded, though, and got caught up in some of my own struggles and therefore said nothing to them in order not to be hypocritical. I should have said something, but Ive had the opportunity since then. These are just more accountability issues. The following weekend was our lifecore retreat. We spent Friday and Saturday with our sister floor, and I had already began to resent some of the people I run into at bible college. I guess I was wondering why so many people thought it was okay to be un-Christian when were around