My Hero's Journey

In the fall of 2012, my mother almost succumbed to her illness. I had just begun my freshman year of high school midst angry conversations between my parents and the threat of separation. It would seem as if they bickered about the most irrelevant things, almost as if they had no other reason to fight other than the fight itself. Those moments were excruciatingly lonely, my father worked until the dead of night and my mother would come home exhausted from treatment. I now know that there was no one who felt more unvalued than my mother. I wish I had the ability to iron away this blunder that destiny had fabricated, however foolish this desire is.

obligations now . Well again God tested me knowing I was taking the little things

What images come to mind as you reflect on your childhood? Playgrounds, blackboards, and soccer balls may be among the warmest of memories. Yet for many mermaids swim their thoughts, princesses get swept of their feet, and lions roar to their loyal place in the animal kingdom. There is no doubt that today’s entertainment has most of its touch using classical influences. Walt Disney has produced animated films that have captured the heart and imagination of audiences of all ages around the world through the magic of storytelling and imagery. Many of us appreciate the imagination and magic that Disney puts into its animations with out knowing they are based off of classical and traditional storylines

Could you ever imagine sending your child on a field trip knowing that end purpose was for them to die? GOD sent his only son, Jesus Christ, to earth ultimately for this trip. Desire coming from the flesh of a woman, Jesus Christ is GOD's son. Jesus walked the earth to teach us about his father and how he wished for us to live, so that our souls would be clean in order to reach the pearly gates of heaven.

There I was sitting at the table eating what the nuns like to call food what just looked like to me slop I was sitting with my friend Felix. He came across a carrot and it was a full-size carrot he just sat there and stared at it not even touching it if he did not hurry up and I was going to grab it and eat it.

A few months later, I found myself riding with Halt back to his quaint little cottage nestled in the woods. He was teaching me about animal tracks. As our horses tread against the snow that lay on the ground, I noticed a massive print next to the cottage, and Halt said it was a giant boar. A man was lying in the bushes and came out to claim that he had seen the boar first hand, and that it was a mad and destructive one. Halt told him to go to the castle and tell the Baron to gather a group of men so that we can all go hunt the boar in the morning. The next day, I found myself on horseback on the outside of a circle of warriors, and Horace. If the boar were to escape through our circle, I was to chase it down and finish it off with my bow.

“Over here!” Lori called to her friend, Kayla as she was trudging below the blazing hot Arizona sun. After looking up and seeing Lori, Kayla shouted “Coming!” while jogging happily to greet her best friend. Both girls were looking forward to this get together because they were planning on hiking a new trail through the beautiful desert mountains. “I am so excited!” Kayla exclaimed once Lori caught up to Kayla. Carrying small filled bags with a couple granola bars, water, a hat, a couple of bandages and some sunscreen, you could see the anticipation in their eyes for this fun adventure! Although they didn’t do much research on this trail, they were thrilled for the trip ahead.

On August 3rd, 900, my parents found out they were having a child. They prepared for a

My heart wasn’t with him and it had been this way since the moment he brought me home to his apartment above the garage the day we were wed. I had at this point given up fighting to free myself and sunk deep into my thoughts. Upon remembering the day we met I could recall almost every detail about him; from the twinkle in his eyes to the gleam of his golden watch. There was a gleam of hope which I saw when I looked at him much unlike the strain and exhaustion I see as he lurks in the grey shadows of the garage. Though I detested this awful place, it was not New York I longed to adventure away from, it was him. Him and his oh-so ordinary ways. I wished to live a life of the extravagant and the bold, a life with Tom, a life that was not

Make up an idea of what a hero should be like, Are you done? Good. Now put that hero that you just made up and send him on a unforgetable journey. Make your hero go through unexpected battles and have him lose at least one important thing in his life. Next make up a story with a happy ending or a bad ending whichever one you desire. I asked these questions because you just made a hero's journey.

Thinking back on my morning, I came to realization that God has blessed my friends and I graciously. We do not struggle to find shelter or beg for food. There are so many things to be grateful for such as a loving family and a good education. I am ashamed to say that I usually take these blessings for granted. God was present throughout the whole experience because He was present in the volunteers, the people who donated the canned goods, and the people receiving the canned goods. One of Jesus’ teachings was to love your neighbor as you love yourself. It is through volunteering and helping out in the community that we fulfill this teaching. Also, the more I told my friends about Second Harvest the more they starting joining and volunteering. Second Harvest has strengthened my actions because it has made become more active in my community. It also has shown to me that there are people in my community that are starving, so my friends and I need to try our best to make their life a little bit

What has been tugging at my heart lately was not someone else's devotion, but rather my own inspired from the Lord. I hope you'll find some inspiration, so without further adieu, I present you with the precise devotion I bestowed upon my team: July 1, 2015 An austere wind lingers throughout the dining hall. I am not the slightest bit cold, for a kindred fire warms beside me. Having relived all the tension I'm ready to begin my deviation. I begin with a recitation of my favorite verse Jeremiah 29:11-13. Then a story correlated to this verse: So as Henry is driving along out of nowhere comes a little shirtless boy. He waved and smiled at me, so I did the same, even though I knew neither the little boy or myself could see each other

So Moses shared that good news with the people and told them that he was going to receive an offering.

The story starts out by saying an “expert of the law” asked Jesus a question. An expert of the law was a Pharisee. Pharisee’s practiced an exaggerated form of ritual purity and wanted everyone else to do so too. They often looked down on people if they did not. The Old Testament, especially the Pentateuch, talks a lot about purity and cleanliness. In these books, there are many laws given about purity. It gives laws about what a Jewish person could eat, who they could interact with, what things would one could do as certain things were clean/unclean and more. There were laws that explained ritual purity and how to become clean. These laws gave warnings against touching unclean things. The Israelites were expected to follow these laws if they wanted to do well in the Promised Land. They should also do these out of love for God, as these are his laws. Among these laws, are laws that have to deal with dead bodies and how people/priest were to handle them. In Leviticus, it talks about dealing with dead animals. The people are not to

Lord you also made my mind and my every thought as well as my dreams and desires here on earth. Today I need encouragement for those dreams and desires and strength and an understanding to know that every setback does not mean it is not so, and I will keep my eye on the prize, because I run to win, and when I win Lord you get all the glory, because it is not in my own strength and my being that is has come to pass, but it is only with your help that I am here and for that Lord, I thank you for being the potter and I being the clay, thank you for molding me and shaping me into what you would have me to be. Thank you for keeping me in my right mind!