<p>I am depending on my Admission essay to get me in to Catholic. </p>
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<p>My stats are not that great.</p>
<p>-3.11111 GPA
-ACT composite score of 19,
--19 in math
--20 in science
--18 in reading
--17 in English
-President debate team
-President of Student Council
-JROTC I help positions of Squad Leader,Platoon Sgt.,Platoon Leader,Company Commander,Battalion Commander,and Staff Commandant
-I wrestle
-I played football
-Junior Olympian Boxer
-Black belt in Tae Kwon Do, Goju Karate,and Hapkido
-Yellow Belt in Brazilian Juijitsu
-I have a 1-0 record in kickboxing and 2-0 record in Muay Thai
-I worked on the Obama Campaign
-Interned for my local U.S. Congressman
-I am apart of Project G.A.N.G., a local out reach service, which helps the community at large.
-Worked in retail, so I have good salesmanship and speaking ability
-Really want to go to Catholic University of America
-Political Science major </p>
<p>I have been working on my essay since the summer and I like it,and everyone else who's read it likes it as well. Even though my stats are not the best, is there something I can do to improve my chances,besides make sure my my essay it top notch? </p>
<p>This is my Essay.</p>
<p>Job's Story</p>
<p>The story of Job relates heavily to my life. He a man, a good man who had it all, then everything was taken from him in a blink of an eye. He went through many trials and tribulations, but he made it through and everything he lost, he got back tenfold.
When I first read this story I thought, wow that sucks. He was doing right. Living right and all of a sudden all these bad things started happening. How his wife, children and livestock died and I really started to see the harsh realities of life, but just as John Keats wrote, "Nothing ever becomes real till it is experienced - even a proverb is no proverb to you till your life has illustrated it." It did not come apparent to me until years later when I lost everything in a fire.
I was on my way home from school when my sister called and told me the house had burned down. I was shocked. I was stuck asking How did this happen. Who did this? This kind of stuff never happens to me. I am used to lifes usual ups and downs, but being homeless? That was a first. I tried to go inside and rummage through the ash, and soot to get to the clothes that were at least in reasonable condition. As I looked out my window, I started to see the world for what it really was. I was devastated. For weeks I blamed myself. I blamed my mom, my sister. I even blamed God. I fell silent for over a week. I could not eat. I could not speak. I was in pain.
I went to church, thinking it would help, but I could not find it. I couldnt get into praise and worship. But at the end, the choir would always sing I dont believe he brought me this far to leave me
I cried. This song touched my heart. For the longest this was the sound track to my life. I cried, but kept pushing. I prayed and got no answer, but I kept pushing. I knew that like the song said that, he did not bring me this far to leave me.
So I prayed, and prayed, knowing that he would hear my prayer and he did because things got better. Red Cross gave us money for food, and clothes. They also put us up in hotel for two weeks. God kept sending money our way, he sent people in our lives that actually cared. He put compassion in my moms co-workers heart to let us stay with them. He just kept on blessing us
In the course of about two months we started to move into our own house. With help from Red Cross who paid the deposit and first months rent we got a HOUSE. This house was the nicest house I had ever known. I finally had a big spacious room. The house had nice, wooden flooring, and a big kitchen. Look at God; he gave us double for our trouble.
Things were going well until my moms car broke down, and she was in need. She had to get people to take her to work, and it became a hassle. Well after about a week mom had started looking, and she got the number of a man who was selling a minivan. Well mom really did not want it, but any car is better than no car. But after a while mom decided that she did not want the van again, but the man (Lang) asked could they still talk.
I had never seen my mom so happy when she was with him. It brought my so much joy, because all that I have seen her go through. I was happy to see that she finally found someone who loves her, but loves the lord more. I was pleased. ; So after dating for about a year the decided to get married. It was scary at first moving again, when I just got used to living there but I got over to it.
Although things did not work out the way I planned, I am better off than I was three years ago. I am living in a bigger house, a nicer neighborhood and am financially set. For the first time in my life I can actually say I am happy, not because of all the things I have now, but because I am at peace in my soul. I am finally at ease with the situation, and I am proud of myself. Just like Job this was a test of my faith, and I did not curse God I did not give up faith. I did not give up hope, I knew a change was going to come and it did. I was tested and tried in the fire, but I came out as gold. The fire really did hurt but if not for it, where would I be?</p>