When I was told to choose a saint to be my patron saint for Confirmation, I thought the choice was obvious for me. It took me just a few moments and one quick touch to my neck to remember my patron saint, Saint Sebastian. I have a medal that I wear every time I leave the house with a picture of Saint Sebastian that says “Saint Sebastian Pray For Us.” I was given this medal when I was very young.
Saint Rita of Cascia was a girl who always showed an early desire to become a noun at a young age. Than exact birth date of Saint Rita of Cascia is unknown but, the year was 1381. She was born in Roccaporena, near Spoleto, Italy. She is honored in Spain as La Santa de los Impossibles and other places as the saint of impossible causes.
I mean sure we’ve all lost something before but if we would have just put it back
The Saint I have chosen is Saint Gabriel the Archangel. I chose him to be my saint because, my name is Gabriela and he was God's messenger who told Mary she would be having Jesus. I also chose him because he was my Saint for First Grade Saint Presentation. Gabriel the Archangel is the Patron Saint of messengers, telecommunications, and those who work for the news. I can pray to Saint Gabriel about being a better follower of Jesus and spreading the word of God.
St Anthony was an Egyptian saint born in 251. He was born into a Christian family who were very faithful and pious. Anthony grew up to be a respectful child, and he was taught to be very obedient to his parents. As a child, Anthony was raised in the Christian faith and was brought to church. He created a strong bond with God and this caused Anthony to be very devout and faithful. These qualities lead St Anthony to be a faithful person (Orthodox Church in America). St Anthony was a very important saint due to his faithfulness that helped him and his many accomplishments.
People hold on to pieces of jewelry, furniture, and other symbolic collectables that is passed through generations. These things can remind a person of a loved one that is seen as being priceless.
Deep in the thick swamps and woods of Northern Gulf County, amidst the buzz and sting of mosquitoes, chirps of squirrels, and swirls of the Apalachicola, is a long-lost story. One hundred and eighty years ago the town of Iola sprang out of the cypress swamp of what is now north east Gulf County. That small community, was, and still is an enigma in the wilderness of territorial Florida and has all but faded from the memory of Gulf County and is nothing but a boat ramp now.
There are many items that I have in my possession that make me feel accomplished or an item that I use just daily. There is however, some items that have absolutely no idea why I have, and continue to hold on to them. For example, I still have a karate trophy that I really don’t pride, a computer hard drive that should have been thrown away, and some empty boxes of Run Gum. It’s either I don’t want it or I don’t need it, and these three items I really should not have, but will continue to possess.
Later that night, I had lost it. You know that feeling where you have completely given yourself up. Your mind, body, and soul are practically up for adoption holding a
He is typically depicted with a book and the baby Child Jesus and is commonly referred to today as the "finder of lost
Humans struggle their entire lives to find affection that satisfies them. We assign this affection to objects that we obtain throughout our lives. An engagement ring, for example, is a large meaning attached to a small object. While it still has quite a high expense, women care more about the man who it’s from than the store, well, hopefully. In Akiko Busch’s story The Uncommon Life of Common Objects, she explores the objects her two sons, and people in general, become attached to over time. There’s a certain box she brings up and says “Sometimes the little box had value, sometimes it had none, and its worth seemed to come and go, by pure chance” (1). She discusses why certain things are worth more than others and why certain things have more
On my left hand is a worn down brown leather watch with a grey face and a silver dial. With miscellaneous clock hands that somehow still tick. And what is usually in my left jean pocket, is my black leather wallet, who has seen better years, but still maintains the ability to hold my 1st grade school I.D. (as well as my current one) to my expired Starbucks gift cards, my apartment gate key. And I like to leave some room for the drivers permit papers that I still haven't gotten around to... In addition to the necessities that I use daily. I have kept a little toy police car that fits into that palm of my hand, that my grandfather had given to me. Unlike most things I loose, such as, pencils and pens, a single stance
Before Christopher Columbus sailed to Hispaniola with his men, there was a "native Arawak, or Taino, population of three million people or more, well fed, with cultivated fields, lots of children, living in peace...years later, there were fewer than 27,000 who had not fallen victim to the sword, the savages of forced labor, and diseases heretofore unknown to them. The Spaniards called the island La Ysla Española, which in use became Hispaniola" (iacenter.org). Rather than choosing to live together in peace with the Taino, Columbus killed them all of in order to form a new country filled with slaves. Saint Domingue was considered to be a slave island because the economy relied much on both sugar cane production and the wealthy white planters
The things I carry is not as meaningful as the things that I keep safe. Physically I carry a phone and it means something for me because it’s direct contact with my friends and family with the push of a button. Not only that, but I am able to see the pictures and videos of loved ones that passed away or are so far away that I can’t see them. My phone is the quickest way for anyone to reach me at any time and it is very meaningful for me to talk to the people I love. Something that I have, but I don’t carry is a gold chain that my mother gave me. When it comes to objects, it is the most meaningful of all. The reason why it is so meaningful for me is because the backstory that went goes with it. My mom is very important to me and she raised me
Saint Peter was born in Bethsaida Gaulanitis, Syria Roman Empire at around 1 AD. Peter’s feast day is on the twenty ninth of June. Bethsaida Gaulanitis was near where the Jordan River enters the Sea of Gennesaret. This place was abandoned at around 65 AD. Peter’s original name appointed to him by his parents was Simon, it became Peter when Jesus changed his name. His father’s name was Jonah. Jonah was a physically strong individual, hence he became a fisherman. Peter deeply followed in his father’s footsteps. His mother’s name was Perpetua. Not much is known about her. Peter also had a brother named, Andrew. Andrew was another one of Jesus’s twelve disciples. Peter did not go to school, he was just taught by his father in the trade of fishing