Personal Narrative: The Reformed Tradition

In my early years I had considered myself Christian, Catholic to be more specific, and I think I just labeled myself that just to satisfy my parents. As I grew up I became more aware of my surrounding and I became more curious on religion and my beliefs. My sister really impacted the way my parents thought and they became more aware of their own religion and they became open minded. They still and most likely will affiliate themselves as a part of the Catholic Church because of their traditions and family. On the other hand I started to question Christianity and most importantly the bible. I had always learned that the bible was the guide to life and in my opinion the stories told in the bible did not really add up. I couldn't wrap my mind around Adam and Eve and Jesus and all the life explanations that came with the Christian faith. As a result, I stopped labeling myself as a Christian. As of now, I don't associate my self with a

Growing up with a father in the military, you move around a lot more than you would like to. I was born just east of St. Louis in a city called Shiloh in Illinois. When I was two years old my dad got the assignment to move to Hawaii. We spent seven great years in Hawaii, we had one of the greatest churches I have ever been to name New Hope. New Hope was a lot like Olivet's atmosphere, the people were always friendly and there always something to keep someone busy. I used to dance at church, I did hip-hop and interpretive dance, but you could never tell that from the way I look now.

I, Deputy Gough received a call reference a white Ford truck driving in the Gamester trailer court all over the roadway. Upon my arrival I spoke with David Vore and Jennifer Vore. Jennifer Stated that Randy was the driver of the white Ford truck that said, “All Good Construction.” David and Jennifer both stated that they saw the truck drive through the yard hitting a slow child at play sign and the stop sign.

Over my years of school, one big influence on me has always been sports. Ever since a young age, I have always enjoyed playing and watching sports. In my four years in high school, I have fell in love with the sport of lacrosse.

I woke up and took one bite out of my pop tart but that one bite was all I could eat. My legs were shaking, and my heart was pounding. My dad told me, “It is a true honor to even make it this far so go out there and have some fun.” Once I heard this statement, I knew I was ready to go. I arrived at school and boarded the bus. The car ride was an hour and fifteen minutes of hearing the squeaking of the wheel on the bus. My teammates were getting their heads ready for the big game.

I rush into my home and run up the stairs to my room. I jump on my bed and roll over to my laptop and open it quickly. I log onto the One Direction site and see that I made it in time to see the bid. I scroll and try and find my name and I see I'm in third place for the tickets and the time is running out. I've already bid $7000 for three tickets and backstage passes. The reason it's so expensive is because these passes are the last set of passes for their concert. 5sos is also playing so we would be meeting two bands and hearing both of them play.

*disclaimer: bare with me... the next 5 chapters are crap because i wrote them over a year ago...chapter 19 will be the start of some great shit*

In 2025, I will be twenty-nine years old and hopefully married. I will be married to my significant other of ten years Earnest Palmer III, who is a dentist. I would have been recently graduating with a bachelor’s in Culinary Arts and trying to plan to open my own restaurant, BubbaD’s Eateries. Knowing my big headed husband of mine, I probably had a baby then and trying to have another baby. Hopefully, by then Earnest will get rid of the idea naming our son, King. We will be living in the suburbs near New York City but working in the city. Being a woman with great memory, I probably wrote a memoir about my crazy life and trying to sell it to a publisher. If none of the publishers wants to publish my memoir, I will probably sell it the Lifetime

What if you were destined to save your town, would you be heroic enough? What is a hero? Campbell’s Heroic Journey, The Hobbit, and story/ film explains. My idea of a hero is being a person who sacrifices themselves for others, and doesn't think people are less worthy than themselves. The Heroic Journey describes that anyone can be a hero, examples of that would be The Hobbit by J.R.R. Tolkien, which is a story about a group of men go on a death defying journey to save the town. The other story is How to Train Your Dragon is similar with other supernatural events. Such as dragons and bugs. Despite having similar heroes, The Hobbit had a stronger Heroic Journey because there were more obstacles.

Furthermore, while taking the spiritual belief system selector quiz, I realized that a lot of these questions were very straight forward on what you believed in. When I finished the quiz my top result was “Mainline- Conservative Christian Protestant.” I was not surprised that I fell into the religion of Christian because I was raised as a Christian my whole life because my grandfather is a pastor.

I think that is an excellent thought, Lindsey. When I first read this that is what I thought as well. Whenever Ada begins to let Susan love her, and whenever Susan starts to show more affection Ada lashes out. I think that Ada lashes out because she feels like she is not deserving of love, and she is not deserving of nice things. This just tears me up inside when a person does not feel like they are worth being loved. The amount of damage that Ada has suffered is almost irreversible now and I think Susan is starting to realize that this will not be an easy fix. I am honestly surprised at how normal Jamie is because even though he was not the one who was abused, he witnessed the abuse. I am glad that he has not lost his trust in people. This

I believe I am an example of leadership, scholarship, character, and service in my own life. Some of the activities I am in represent how I uphold the ideals throughout my day. With Golf Basketball and all the sports I am in, I uphold the leadership pillar as a guide my peers. In Aca-Deca and Quiz bowl, I demonstrate the pillar of scholarship. While volunteering my time at church events and the in friends program I exhibit the pillars of character and service.

I did not give ms pickett your number. She used the number off the stub. I told her she would be paid every 25th of the month like your last email stated. She was only paid half the amount, I believe, so she was questioning why. I had no idea why, nor do I know anything about payment, the only answer I had was she would only be paid half the mount because she only had them a couple weeks in home in August. I no longer have this case it is a Lutheran case now borrowing out homes.

I happened to pick up the autobiography of George Muller, and astonished at his importunity in prayer, I attempted one last time to storm the Throne of Grace. I began to pray, trembling before God’s Holy Majesty, owning my wretched existence, confessing my sinful, utter unworthiness, and there began suing for mercy, founded on the perfect work of Christ. I had nothing to lose if I would be immediately cast into hellfire, for I could bear no longer to live apart from God; to live without admission to His presence. I cried “Lord if I must die and go to hell, I will die, but I will die pleading at the Throne of Grace, I will die knocking on Heaven’s Door.” And in such a frame of heart it pleased the Lord to shed abroad His love in my poor

For the Fallen Ones, The ones whom I dearly miss, For they’ve gone into permanent slumber. And I had no way to stop it.