Descriptive Writing
The money sign ($) card sparks memories of failed attempts to get a job. It brings back the rejection of work at every blueberry farm in West Michigan, because I’m “not old enough”. It retrieves the feeling of age based judgment from the past and thrusts it upon me, like a slap in the face. After that it is quickly erased by the victory of getting a job mowing my neighbor’s lawn, and working for someone from our church.
The stoplight reminds me of the amount of varying your speed mountain biking requires. Go to fast, miss the turn, and you fall 20 feet. Go to slow, and you’ll be walking your bike up the next hill, beleive me, I have experience. There’s also a time where you have to go at a fast, but not ridiculously fast speed. For example, when you’re approaching a turn, or approaching something I like to call “the big ditch”. All the while, you must keep yourself alert, or you just might taste dirt.
The book reminds me of a great book I read this summer by the name of, the last con by zachary bartels. The book redeemed christian fiction for me. A fast paced, mysterious book, that was a masterpiece of misdirection. It was a book that once I started reading, I couldn’t stop. It was probably some 500 pages. I read it in 3 days. Mostly in chunks, the first reading session I read ¾ of the whole book. You could feel the suspense rising in your bones. It’s a book I highly recommend.
The computer reminds me of the craptop I used all the summer. Processing speed, 0.05 mph. One of the few things it could load without glitching, or buffering, or pausing, or shutting down, or freezing was my email. But watching email’s come in wasn’t highly entertaining.. But on the other hand, neither was watching the circle go around when youtube buffers.. The engine whirred, and was loud as a fan, no joke. And I’m not exaggerating when I say the battery only lasted 60 seconds, really, I’m not. Slow as a snail that computer was.
Theme Writing
24 “Therefore everyone who hears these words of mine and puts them into practice is like a wise man who built his house on the rock. 25 The rain came down, the streams rose, and the winds blew and beat against that house; yet it did not fall, because it had its foundation on the rock.
I guess if we’re reading this I’ve made it to the end of my 10 (or 11) year span at Zeeland Christian. Grades Have come, grades have gone. By now I have probably been to Malawi, and the Philippines. We’ve come so far, and now it’s time to look back. It’s also time to reflect. Through the wind, and the rain, God the rock has been with me.
In School, God has always been my teacher, he’s taught me to learn from mistakes, he’s taught me to rejoice when i do well, to grasp the opportunities I’ve been given, do my best in everything and look ahead. But still there is time for looking back, as there is time for everything. And through everything Through the wind, and the rain, God the rock has been with me.
In the world, God has taught me to plant my feet on the solid foundation he has given me. To hold my own, but also be open to what I might need to learn from other and be stubborn enough to disagree, but open minded enough to appreciate a good idea. He’s taught me to be my own person. Be myself. Enjoy the ride, embrace the uphill, and don’t stop until the race is over. The amount of things that he has taught me are to numerous to count, as are the gifts. I’ve been blessed so incredibly by a great, and gracious God who loves me more than I could ever love anyone, or they could love me. Through the sunshine, and good times God has been with me.
Truth is, God has been with me all my life. I wish I could say the same. Truth is, God will be with me all my life, he not only wants, but does the best for me. He helps me stand, which is something that I can’t do on my own. Frankly, I need Him. Because Through the wind, and rain, God, the rock, will be with me. From the sunrise, to sunset, he will be with me. With Him, I have no fear of tomorrow.