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An Essay About My Spiritual Journey

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I feel like my spiritual journey is very plain. I do not have any crazy stories or major revelations to have occurred thus far in my life, but at the end of the day, it is my spiritual journey and it is special to me. Since I was a little girl, I have always had the worst memory. To be honest, it is extremely hard for me to keep up with homework assignments, birthdays, and there isn’t a day that goes by that I don’t forget where I put my keys or phone. This can be extremely frustrating at times, especially when your friends have all these great stories from their childhood and you struggle to think of some. I always think about the day I have children and grandchildren, what stories will I tell them? Don’t get me wrong, I do remember a few little things. For example, my first kiss underneath the …show more content…

My first summer there was the summer of 2001. I was five years old about to turn six. I attended this camp every summer until I was the age of fifteen, and then worked there as a counselor for three summers after that. This camp has very special place in my heart. It was what I looked forward to all school year. The camp was part of a Presbyterian church, and Gods word is spoken all throughout the day. Every day we attended chapel where we praised the lord in song and dance. I can remember some of the tunes we used to sing. One week out of the summer we would have Vacation Bible School. I always loved vacation bible school. I loved the snacks, bible story time, and the adventures of Cheddar the Chipmunk. We also participated in a play at the end of the summer. One summer, I actually pushed myself out of my comfort zone and tried out for a part and was chosen. As I reflect on all the summers spent at CYF, I realize that my foundation of my faith was built there. I will forever be grateful for the experiences and I am glad the little memories I do have, consist of times spent at

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