The Hidden Heroes

 Do you know that story of Ammon and the king's flocks? That one where Ammon joins the Lamanite king's servants to take the animals to the watering hole, and some mean Lamanite guys scare the animals because they wanted to see the king's servants get into trouble? 

There's something I missed before, all of the many times I've read this account in the scriptures. Following the scattering of the flocks, the servants weep because the king will kill them like their brethren before. Ammon comforts them and instructs them to gather the flocks while he contends with the troublemakers. His life is preserved, and he defeats a bunch of vicious guys on his own (Book of Mormon, Alma 17-18).

I have read that the king had killed his servants before, but when the king wonders if Ammon is God, it came to me: Why was Ammon sent at this time to the Lamanites instead of at an earlier time? If he had left his land earlier, he could have saved many more servants from the wrath of the king, right?

Maybe there are two reasons for this: first, maybe those servants with Ammon needed to fear for their lives and be at the depths of humility before they could trust Ammon and the gospel message he wished to share with them, and second, righteous fathers were needed to raise those stripling warriors that came later in the war chapters. Unlike their brethren before, the servants with Ammon were saved just as much as Ammon was, and they became converted to the Gospel of Jesus Christ. 

Some of those servants probably are the fathers mentioned that sent provisions to their sons on the battlefield, not mentioned as often as the mothers of the stripling warriors (Alma 53-58), but they are there.

Just maybe we are saved for greater purposes than we see now. I'm sure the servants of the king were ecstatic to be alive, but they did not know that one day they, too, would be instruments in the hands of the Lord to bring good to pass. Maybe, just maybe, we are like those servants, hidden in the pages of an account and overlooked later on, but even the hidden heroes are still heroes. 

And if that's so, I'm okay to be a hidden hero.

Wrong Roads

 

Whenever I drive past the Provo, Utah temple for the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, I see an old, orange truck that reminds me of a message Jeffrey R. Holland shared once. Here's the link for the video of it if you're interested: https://www.churchofjesuschrist.org/media/video/2013-09-0016-wrong-roads?lang=eng.

I've always liked the story and could somewhat relate to it, of course, but recently, it became more relevant.

Holland told of a time when he took his son to visit some spots in Southern Utah, but as they planned to return home before dark, they came upon a fork in the road. Choosing the wrong road meant that they might end up in a destination far from where they had planned (home), so not knowing which road was the road home, they prayed together and consulted. Both Jeffrey R. Holland and his son felt that they should take a certain road, so they drove down it for a couple of miles and came to a dead end. Knowing that it was not the correct road after all, they turned around and went down the other road. 

His son asked why they had felt prompted to go down the dead-end road if it wasn't the right one, to which Jeffrey R. Holland suggested that perhaps, it was so that they might know with assurance which path was correct. 

A little over a year ago, I began using a bullet journal to plan every week. I got into the habit, and I've accomplished more with it than I ever have by not planning. Sometimes, I even have backup and backup-backup plans because if we don't plan, we lose sight of our dreams. 

And then, something happened that made me feel like I had reached a deadend. Actually, I had reached several dead ends. I was in a rat maze where every path I tried going down was a deadend, but my newest stumbling block was something that I was confident I could get over easily. 

That's not what happened. I made four or five different plans, knowing that I could make it down one of those roads, and then, every single plan failed until I was left hopeless and wondering why I had been allowed to go down each of these paths in the first place.

Wednesday last week, I saw that little orange truck again, and as I thought about it, I realized that maybe, I had not been allowed to act on those plans so that I would fail but that I could succeed with confidence when I came to the correct road.

God expects us to "be believing and not give up, and not panic and not retreat and not jump ship when something doesn't seem to be going just right. We stay in. We keep working" (Jeffrey R. Holland).

And if we do stay in and keep working, everything will work out just fine in the end.

https://www.churchofjesuschrist.org/media/video/2013-09-0016-wrong-roads?lang=eng.

Hardened, Softened, or Creative?

 

Doesn't it sometimes feel like we are fighting a neverending war of opinions? I have surely felt so over the past year and a half. Certainly, when the new pandemic hit and caused businesses to shut down and lives to change, it was a trial, but when I saw the lack of self-control as people mobbed grocery stores, maltreated minorities and police officers, and threw tantrums about the political race, I couldn't help but pity humankind in general. Many people allowed the circumstances to change them into ravaging, uncultured beasts, while others allowed their hearts to soften and did their best to help those who needed help. 

Alma 62 in the Book of Mormon, verse 41 addresses what happened among the people when they faced one of their longer wars: "But behold, because of the exceedingly great length of the war between the Nephites and the Lamanites many had become hardened, because of the exceedingly great length of the war; and many were softened because of their afflictions, insomuch that they did humble themselves before God, even in the depth of humility."

Isn't it interesting how some people can harden their hearts during affliction, while some soften their hearts? We're all going through afflictions, sometimes the same afflictions, but we respond differently.

I tried finding the direct source for a parable I once heard, but only found an anonymous contribution, and it also seems like whoever told me the parable changed the coffee beans to cacao beans, but so be it. The parable, to summarize, is about eggs, carrots, and cacao beans that were each boiled. When pulled from the water, the eggs had become hardened, the carrots had become soft, and the water was changed by the cacao beans. Each item underwent the same circumstances: boiling water. Each item reacted differently. 

When we face afflictions, do we become hard like the eggs and no longer let others in our hearts? Are we like the carrots and become soft, allowing the circumstances to humble us? Or are we like the chocolate, changing our circumstances and making something good out of our trials? 

Merciful God Poems

After learning more about the Atonement of Jesus Christ and feeling Christ's mercy in my own life, I awoke this morning with a powerful feeling of joy. It has been months since I felt like I deserved His grace (feelings of pride, anger, stress, depression, and anxiety, as well as other things, can often make us feel that way), but I experienced the same sentiment that the penman of Amazing Grace must have felt. The first poem is from a month and a half ago, more or less, and the second from this morning.

Grace

It makes no sense logically

That God would give His Son for me,

A sinner, a being wicked and impure,

That I would merit His grace so sure.

I deserve not to His presence be led,

I, who helped drive those nails by which He bled

By my evil acts, and yet, am I set free

To return to Him and dwell most happily.

He, the Savior, who deserved much better still

Gave up Himself for me of His own holy will.

That man, nay, God, sunk beneath the weighty load,

Descended to the dark abyss, and did it for my soul. 

I cannot fathom it; I cannot understand,

But that of great love He did it that sin and death have an end.  

Merciful God

Oh, merciful God who delivers me

From darkened depths of agony,

I seek from Thee thy holy grace,

Which brought me before Thy holy face.

I walked in darkness in primal years

And forgot Thee oft, but now in tears,

Thy aid I ask, Thy love to feel,

And with Thy will, my wounded soul to heal.

Like the parapet, Thy presence stays.

Thou wilt guide me all of my days.

From the devil's hold please set me forever free.

Oh, blessed Savior, stay, and rescue me.

Am I Walking by Faith?

When I was a young child, fear accompanied me everywhere: I feared falling down and hurting myself; I feared the imaginary monsters hiding underneath my bed and in my closet; I was afraid of rides, horses, new foods, dogs (besides our own), spiders, snakes, the dark, and so on. The fear in my life was so great to the point my dad once nicknamed me "Scaredy cat."
As I grew older, most of those fears disappeared, and I learned to manage those fears that were still present. I learned to have faith in God and to move forward, despite my fears. In psychological or sociological terms, we define it as 'courage.' Did maintaining that courage mean that everything ceased to be a problem? Did my stronger faith in God remove the obstacles and lessen the difficulties I had to face? Unfortunately, no.
In 2010, when I was in Guatemala City, serving a mission, I slipped while walking along an uneven stone road on a rainy day. Slipping on one of those stones led to a broken cartilage in my foot at the joint of a toe. For two to three weeks I walked in discomfort, doing my best to continue on in the Lord's work. One Monday, at a district meeting, I received a blessing of healing from the district leader, and I clearly remember him telling me that a blessing is good, but that I needed to have faith that the Lord would heal me. The injury never healed during those eighteen months in Guatemala.
Fast forward to my second-to-last area in the mission field. My mission companion and I were having success with finding people to teach and we worked hard to reach our goals (and we had some big goals), but one night as we shared our progress for the day, the district leader for that area expressed disappointment. Did I not have faith, even though we said we could achieve those goals? I also remember feeling disappointed in myself any time I would write to the mission president. Did he think I lacked faith?
In the last two years, I took classes in the Computer Science department, and two or three of those classes I struggled in, but I put my trust in the Lord because I had faith that He could help me. I received help from others, prayed for guidance, and put forth extra time so I could pass the classes. To my dismay, each time, I failed. Perhaps the faith I had in the Lord didn't work?
As I look back today at each of those experiences, I cannot help but feel that to some, these unanswered prayers, the courage and faith that I exerted each day, signify that God doesn't hear us. This is wrong. It is utterly a foolish notion. Faith should not depend on whether or not our circumstances work in our favor. Rather, at times, our God allows misfortunes and disappointments because He knows that our faith is strong and it will carry us through those unfortunate times.

The scriptures testify that if we have faith as a grain of mustard, we can do anything, but do we have the faith to continue strong, trusting in the Lord, when our desires do not happen the way we want them to? Do we have faith to continue to ask for priesthood blessings and trust in God's healing powers even if we aren't automatically healed? Do we have faith to work diligently for our goals even if the first day or two doesn't go well? Do we have faith not to give up when challenges come our way? 

Each of these accounts ended well for me: I eventually healed from my injury, not during the mission, though. It healed years later. We reached our crazy goals, but it took extra effort on our part. I graduated with a second degree, an Associate's in Computer Science, and I still program even though I don't have a job in it. Did God answer my prayers? Yes, and He did it on His timetable. Faith is not the result; it is part of the process. Hope in something better. Have hope that with God's help, you can do anything, and then, move forward, doing the best you can. If you do this, you are walking by faith.

The Coronavirus of our Souls

 We all know the story if we've paid any attention to the news: A viral terror extended throughout the world, beginning in December 2019. Its name: COVID-19. COVID-19 is hardly the first coronavirus that has inflicted many countries in the world. Coronaviruses are common, and many people suffer from them yearly. However, this year, it seems that the world not only suffers from those lesser coronaviruses, or even so much from COVID-19, but also a greater "Coronavirus." While mobs fought like jackals for toilet paper, cans of soup, and hand sanitizer, our common enemy crept into our hearts. 

Coronavirus, looking at the first part of the word Corona has several definitions. The first, according to both the Merriam-Webster Dictionary and Dictionary.com, refers to a crown. The second definition refers to the upper section of a body part. The third refers to botany: the inner trumpet-like part of some flowers. 

These definitions intrigue me because since we call the virus a coronavirus, it must be a virus that affects either the upper portion of the body (head, respiratory system, and the heart) or the inner part of the body. In either case, the virus can do great damage when that section of our body is at risk. A second interesting factor is that the corona for both flowers and human beings controls, to an extent, what particles enter and leave the body. 

Laying these definitions and scientific assumptions aside, what is the common enemy that crept into our hearts and souls like a coronavirus? Here are some words to describe it: Pride, Envy, Selfishness, Anger, Hatred, Prejudice, Racism... I could continue, but hopefully, this will suffice for now. COVID-19 frightens people; many have become ill and died from it. Undermining it does us no good because science proves that it exists. However, we must direct more attention to the coronavirus that afflicts our emotions, soul, and spirit. While people are dying from physical illness, many more of our brothers and sisters (for we should see each other as such) are steadily wasting away under the claims of hatred and disgust, of pride and selfishness. 

I wish to address the third definition (or the first) that I shared from those two sources: the crown, often referring to a crown of light or halo. The enemy that has made its way into our lives in the middle of the pandemic has blinded our minds and diminished our light: the light that comes from having charity toward God and others. We made it easy. We yielded an inch by putting our needs above those of others and gave up a mile instead. 

Some future day when there is an effective vaccine for COVID-19, the pandemic for COVID-19 will also end, but unless we soften our hearts and allow love to fill us once more, the pandemic for the greatest coronavirus will continue until we cease to live. Let us protect ourselves from the worst coronavirus.

The 12

 At the beginning of this year, I decided to study the lives of the original 12 apostles we read about in the New Testament. By learning how they spoke about Christ and how they interacted with him, as well as their backgrounds and struggles, I came to know Christ better. It was to my joy when I saw that someone had created a show called The Chosen about Jesus and his disciples because then I could see what I had been studying about. I recommend the episodes (Here is a link to episode 1: https://youtu.be/craeyJdrCsE), but I want to also share what I've learned about each of the 12.

1) Judas Iscariot:

Judas would have grown up, studying in the synagogues and learning from the rabbis like most Jewish boys. He knew about the scriptures and the prophecies of a Christ that would come to deliver Israel. What's intriguing is that Jesus knew each of his disciples and their potentials, so He saw good in Judas, but He also knew what Judas would eventually do. Judas saw all of the same miracles that most of the other apostles saw Jesus perform, but he also had a weakness: a great love of money. Since he was given the task of being the treasurer for the 12, this love of money may have increased. In reading from the New Testament, we see the discouraging part that Judas played in delivering the Son of God into the hands of the soldiers. During what is known as the Last Supper, Jesus said,

"I speak not of you all: I know whom I have chosen: but that the scripture may be fulfilled, He that eateth bread with me hath lifted up his heel against me.

Now I tell you before it come, that, when it is come to pass, ye may believe that I am he.

Verily, verily, I say unto you, He that receiveth whomsoever I send receiveth me; and he that receiveth me receiveth him that sent me.

When Jesus had thus said, he was troubled in spirit, and testified, and said, Verily, verily, I say unto you, that one of you shall betray me.

Then the disciples looked one on another, doubting of whom he spake.

Now there was leaning on Jesus’ bosom one of his disciples, whom Jesus loved.

Simon Peter therefore beckoned to him, that he should ask who it should be of whom he spake.

He then lying on Jesus’ breast saith unto him, Lord, who is it?

Jesus answered, He it is, to whom I shall give a sop, when I have dipped it. And when he had dipped the sop, he gave it to Judas Iscariot, the son of Simon.

And after the sop Satan entered into him. Then said Jesus unto him, That thou doest, do quickly” (John 13:18-27). 

At that moment, Judas would have known that Christ was prophesying about his betrayal and knew that Christ knew, yet he still went to do it. What I admire about the other disciples at this time, also, is that even though Jesus told Judas to go and sent him away, all of the other apostles never thought to accuse Judas; They trusted him, and so they thought that he was being sent on Jesus' bidding to do good.

Judas, upon feeling remorse afterward for betraying his friend, committed suicide instead of seeking to make amends for his treachery.

2) Simon the Canaanite (Simon the Zealot):

Simon was known as Simon the Zealot because when Jesus called him, he was part of the rebellious political group, the Zealots, who wanted to overthrow the Roman rule. The Zealots often used violence against the Romans. Simon had to undergo a change of heart and became zealous for the Gospel instead. In fact, when the Roman soldiers came to arrest Christ in the Garden of Gethsemane, it was Peter that reached out to defend Christ by the sword instead of the other Simon, who once would have reacted defensively against the Romans if he still had the attitude of a Zealot.

3) Matthew the Publican:

Matthew (also known by Levi), was one of the writers of the four Gospels and a Publican, meaning that he worked for the Romans as a tax collector. Because of this, he was not accepted by the Jews or the Romans because he would have taken money from the Jews for the Romans, but the Romans would have never accepted a Jew as one of their own. Like Simon Peter, James, and John, he immediately left his work and followed Jesus, despite all of his wealth, and made a feast for Jesus (Luke 5:28-29). He gave up protection from the Roman government, his wealth, his status, and perhaps much more for the cause of Christ. Not only would it have been difficult for the other disciples to accept Matthew right away because of his once-alliance with the Romans, he and Simon the Canaanite were on opposite ends of the political spectrum, but Christ's teachings changed both of them. Matthew referred to himself as "the Publican" (see Matthew 10:3, for example), and I wonder if he often felt unworthy since the Publicans were always combined with the "sinners." 

4) Thaddeus (also named Judas and Lebbaeus):

Unfortunately, there is not much information about him, but his name suggests he was loving and courageous, and this is illustrated in John 14:22 when Thaddeus asks Christ why He would show Himself only to the 12 and not to the entire world, but besides that, he's not really mentioned much.

5) James and John Zebedee:

We must put the brothers together because, in a way, they have similar personalities. Jesus gave them the nickname of "Sons of Thunder" because they were bold, daring, and had hot-heads in some situations (such as wanting to destroy a village that had rejected Jesus, Luke 9:54). Over time, they learned to be more humble and submissive. Like Peter and Andrew, the two of them immediately followed Jesus when He called to them, and they became two of Jesus' closest friends. They were told that they'd suffer great persecution for the Gospel, and James was the first apostle to be martyred after Jesus' ascension (Acts 12:2). 

John, at the time of the crucifixion, was asked by Jesus to take care of His mother, Mary. He referred to himself as John the Beloved in his Gospel writings. Although he originally was full of passion and may have been a little over-zealous, over time he became more loving and compassionate toward others, even beginning many of his letters with "Beloved." He was later exiled and became an outcast and was the only one of the original 12 to not suffer death, although he was greatly persecuted.

6) Thomas (Didymus):

Thomas was also given the name Didymus, which means "Twin." We don't know much about how he was called, based on the 4 Gospels of the New Testament, but the scriptures give insight into Thomas' character. First, he was loyal to Jesus Christ even though he had doubts. Most of us are familiar with the account of Thomas's doubts that the other apostles had seen the resurrected Christ, and he almost always receives the "bad rap" of being "Doubting Thomas." However, when news of a dying Lazurus reached them, the other apostles tried to persuade Jesus to not go to see him because the Jews would seek Jesus' life, but Thomas convinced all of them to let Him go, saying that if necessary, he would go and die with Him (John 11:16). He had a great love for the Savior, and although he was a man that had questions and used reason, when he saw the resurrected Christ finally, his testimony of the Savior's resurrection was cemented. For this, I think we should instead call him "Believing Thomas," don't you think?

7) Philip:

I wish we had more information about Philip because, like Andrew, he was a man of great faith. He was a disciple of John the Baptist and heard John the Baptist testify of the Savior; he followed Him afterward. As soon as he knew about the Savior, he ran and told his friend, Nathaniel, to come and see the Christ (John 1:43-45).

8) Nathaniel (Bartholemew): 

Nathaniel was Philip's friend, and at first, thought Philip was a little crazy because, as he said, "Can anything good come from Nazareth?" (John 1:46). However, he joined his friend and went to meet Jesus, who recognized Nathaniel and greeted him with a sign, having seen him under a fig tree when Nathaniel was not in sight. Afterward, Nathaniel straightway believed. Jesus recognized him as a man without guile, and because of his faith in that Jesus was the Messiah, he was promised to see greater signs and wonders.

9) Andrew:

Andrew was the brother of Simon Peter, and he was a faith-filled and faithful man. He was originally a disciple of John the Baptist, like Philip, and began following Christ when John testified of the Lamb of God. He readily knew for himself that Jesus was the promised Messiah and shared this with his brother, Simon. The day afterward, when Jesus came to the sea and found the fishermen, the others were ready to follow Jesus because of Andrew's testimony. Later, Andrew and Philip brought the Greeks to Jesus to be taught (John 12:20-26).

10) Simon Peter:

When he first met Jesus, Simon felt unworthy to be in His presence, and yet, Jesus called him to be an apostle. Simon made many mistakes over time, but he learned from the mistakes and became one of the Savior's closest friends. He became the prophet after Jesus died and was resurrected. Peter is evidence that the Savior didn't choose perfect men to follow Him and build up His church. Rather, the Savior chose imperfect men and changed them.

11) James the Lesser:

James is referred to by several names in the New Testament: James the Lesser (or younger), James, the son of Alphaeus. Unfortunately, we don't have much information about him so we have to use our imaginations and know that he was a valiant man who was patient in afflictions and suffered much for Christ's sake. Because of his name, I like to think of him as the little brother figure of the group.

As I've studied about them, I've learned for myself that God does not call the qualified, but He qualifies the called. I like a quote from Mary in The Chosen series that I think sums everything: "I was one way... and now I'm another way, and in between... was Him."

What is my Worth?

Someone reading this might say, "Destinee, is this another religious post? Why do you always write about God and religion?" Chances are that one of those individuals who come across this blog by happenstance or curiosity is going to say exactly that, but before you leave because you don't want to hear another thing about God and religion, I want you to ask yourself: What is my worth?
For many of us, if not all, we ask ourselves that question at least once in our lives. What is my value in society? What is my value to my family? How about to the world? If you're one of those who are being persecuted at this time, you are probably asking yourself one of those questions. In this world of amazing artists, famous actors, and brilliant scientists and medics; powerful lawyers and leaders, or even influential speakers, who am I compared to anyone? Who am I anyway? What is my worth? Here is my advice: stop comparing yourself. You are your own beautiful person, unique and marvelous. I listened to a message by Ganel-Lyn Condie, a motivational speaker and writer, in which she said that comparisons make our trials worse (https://youtu.be/4B7fgBWav4w). And I would think that comparisons with others make our self-worth decrease also.
Second, I wish to share with you an anecdote that came to my mind one night when I contemplated my own worth. On a beach of white sand, one tiny grain or two of sand is easily overlooked. If we were to seek out a specific grain of sand, it would be nearly impossible. It is lost among billions and billions of sand. However, put that grain of sand or two in an oyster, deep at the bottom of the ocean, and give it some time. Over time as the oyster coats the sand, the grain of sand becomes a pearl, which is worth a great amount. Maybe we feel like a grain of sand at times, lost among the billions. God sees us differently, though. He sees us as a pearl of great price. In the Bible, there's a scripture that talks about a merchant that sold all he had for a pearl (Matthew 13:45-46). Here is where you can stop reading if you don't want to hear more about God, of course, but why stop here anyway? This is only an opinion, but do you see any similarities between the pearl of great price the merchant bought and the pearl of great price that we, ourselves, are? We are the pearl of great price that the great Father of us all, God himself, bought in exchange for what He had: His Son, Jesus Christ. I don't know about you, but I say that's pretty amazing. So next time you ask yourself how much you're worth or what your worth is, I want you to remember that you are worth everything because you are a Pearl of great price.

According to Our Infirmities: The COVID-19 Tribute

Within the last ten years, an idea called the Bullet Journal increased in popularity (for more information about it, see https://bulletjournal.com/). Thanks to this new organizational method, half of my immediate family members bought the dotted journals, and they coaxed me into using bullet journals also. As I reviewed the last few months in this year's bullet journal to discover which goals I still hadn't completed, my eyes traveled over the calendar for March. March 20th showed: "The world shuts down." Social media sites display the statistics for the number of days, deaths, illnesses, and so forth for COVID-19, but in March, the situation became personal. March was when many businesses shut down to prevent the spreading of the virus; I, as well as millions of others, lost our jobs. As a result, I also lost my health insurance. Earlier in the year, I booked a hotel and plane ticket to travel to New Orleans in May, but the hotel canceled on me, and the exponential increase in cases of the virus forced me to cancel the plane ticket as well. Church meetings were suspended. I could no longer visit my grandparents, parents, or siblings.
The pandemic had taken almost everything away from me. Yet, I am not alone in these experiences; Others face the same circumstances, though in different ways.

This morning I read a talk by Dallin H. Oaks called The Great Plan, and in it, he shared a part of a scripture that talks about how Jesus Christ would know "how to succor his people according to their infirmities." According to their infirmities. One of the definitions of "according to" is "depending on." That means that we receive specific help depending on our infirmity. It occurred to me that there are multiple infirmities, and each infirmity has its individual solution. This means that if I struggle with a physical infirmity, like arthritis, the care for it is unique compared to my physical infirmity of having tremors. A mental weakness, such as depression, needs an entirely different form of care.
Yes, I lost my job, and it was a career that I had worked in since graduating high school, but I have had time to develop my skills and build a portfolio that will open paths for me if I wish to take them. Traveling is not an immediate need; it can happen later. We live in a day of technology, which allows us to keep in contact with family members and friends, and to access positive, uplifting messages, including scriptures, online.
Struggling is a universal principle that none of us can avoid, especially during this unfortunate time, but while that phrase, "according to their infirmities," signifies there are a myriad of infirmities, it also  provides hope that every struggle has a solution.

Stuck in the Briar Patch

Disneyland is home to some of the most family-friendly rides in the country, as I discovered for the first time approximately a year and a half ago. However, there is one ride that is both fun and yet terrifying; it's called Splash Mountain. This ride follows the story of Briar Rabbit, a rabbit who caused much mischief to the point where he gained a couple of enemies by the names of Briar Fox and Briar Bear. To "get even" with him, Briar Fox and Briar Bear set up a trap in a tar pit, caught the silly rabbit, and then tossed Briar Rabbit into the briar patch. The Disneyland ride lets the riders experience both the little bouts of easy, laid-back fun, but then throws them on a steep, high, and thrilling plummet, similar to Briar Rabbit's fall into the briar patch.

Last September when I rode on the ride with a group of my friends, I told my friend, Andrew, who was in front of me that I was terrified. He told me that I could probably get out and walk out, but I told him, "No. I have to do this." Although I was afraid, I completed the ride, and it was okay in the end. Just as Briar Rabbit made it out of the briar patch and was free of his enemies, the end of the ride portrayed a group of happy critters singing that famous song, "Zip-a-dee-doo-dah," and the rest of the ride was easy sailing.

We pass through trying times: physical illness, economical failure, job loss, mental disorders, lack of self-esteem, educational failure, just to name several. We may gain enemies when we try to stand up for what we believe in or when we want to live our lives differently than those around us. We can get stuck in some tar when we are unwise in our decision-making. Maybe we'll skip the tar, but we'll still find ourselves thrown into our own briar patch: the trials, the pain, the failures. Yes, all of us at some time in our lives will be thrown in, but the briar patch, I believe, is not just a representation of the negative but also a representation of our Savior, Jesus Christ. It was the briar patch, after all, that helped Briar Rabbit become clean of the tar and be free once again.

Just like as with trusting the employees at Disneyland to make sure riding Splash Mountain follows all safety precautions, we need to continually put our trust in Jesus Christ AND in ourselves to make it through those scary moments and keep moving forward. Christ will not fail us and He will clean the sticky tar off of us so that we can come out of the briar patch once more.