The Synesthesic Miss Memorable

Dear Miss Memorable, I just thought I would let you know how things are going here. Everyone remembers you well; they all consider you a very successful person. In fact many of those that knows you dream of being as an accomplished student as you are. The memories you have left here have made a very large impact, from leading that youth group, to deciding to leave our church because your dad was a pastor and you wanted a dad for a dad not a pastor for a dad. Though the decision that has made the biggest impact was your decision to go to England to study art. We miss you! I keep remembering those good ol’ days when we worked together to teach those kids. The kids ask to play some of the games you mad up every single week, and they still sing those ridiculous songs you taught us! Your creativity was obviously excellent; I guess that’s a good thing since you want to be an art professor someday.
I think maybe the reason you have such a legacy back here in Lincoln Arkansas is just how many people you got to know and be friends with, but even those that barely know you remember something. It could be how crazy and quirky you are, or it might simply be that you’re love of God is blazingly obvious. Things at New Life Ranch are going well, lots of new kids this year. When one of the  older kids found out I knew you she later brought five of her friends to me because they all wanted to write you letters.
Apparently they remembered you teaching their cabin about King Saul when God told him to kill everything in a land that they were about to conquer. But Saul decided to keep some of the animals to make sacrifices to God later. Even though he knew Gods will, he thought he could do God a favor. It was touching to see how much it had affected their lives in the past few years. They really understand that working for God is nothing compared to being in a relationship for God, even if you have good intentions. “God isn’t impressed by great works done in even the slightest disobedience.” They quoted you.
Well, I’ll tell everyone that you said Hi, because everyone here says Hi to you!
From Joshua.

If we are supposed to do what God wants which is always to do good, then how are we supposed to know what good is from God and what “good works for God” should we disregard?

To follow up the previous question, what if we don’t hear Gods voice in our lives?

Life's Rough Draft

According to Miller, ambition is your drive to continue your story. It makes us desire to find something or to win something. Our story cannot be a good one without it. Our ambitions define us, or perhaps we define our ambitions. No matter which of these is true, it is undeniable that we all desire to have a better story, especially after a taste of a good story in our lives.
Like most teenagers, I wanted a cool job. Maybe I would be a soldier, a professional hunter, or even a martial artist, something that would be exciting and fun. I eventually aspired to be a writer and a teacher of writing. Now I get to create the martial artist, the expert hunter, and the valiant soldier; I am still driven to search intently for new worlds and personalities.
My search for story could be quite literal. My story is made up hundreds of other pre-made stories. I could never forget the feelings of revelation in me when I read the few final chapters of Thr3e by Ted Dekker, or when my sister and I discovered we could go into the nearby woods to play.  My story will always be changed by the mind blowing effects of The Matrix, as well as the mind blowing effect of learning we were going to be moving.
The changes that have happened in me are permanent, but they too might be changing in their own way. My story so far has been a rough draft, always changing and leading up to now. I still love the kind of hero who is unstoppable, but now I prefer him to be unstoppable only with his great allies. I still crave noble adventures played out by noble men, but I want the hero to be flawed. I want action and precise deadly skills, but they don’t have to be deadly specifically to bad guys.
My story is changing, and I personally am changing.

Imagination Wars

My age at the time was approx. 8 years old.

James, Joseph, and I were in a great battle, we fought as valiantly as we could conceive. Naturally one of us had to be “The guy who gets hurt and is dragged away by his heroic comrades”. This time, that was me. I remember grabbing the pistol of a dead soldier laying nearby and shooting at the evil spider shaped machines that were chasing us, as we were the only human survivors remaining on the battlefield. I vividly remember being pulled by the back of my shirt by James when suddenly a metal spider jumped on me pinning my arm back, then hearing and seeing the droid be kicked off of me and shot into pieces by Joseph. My left leg and entire lower left torso had been severely damaged earlier and were unusable, thus the dragging. I remember James saying something about me needing to get a robotic leg. “Cool…” was my only response.

All of these things are very clear in my memory, but the one thing that stands out the most for me is the fact that if asked there is no way I could tell you where we really were during this incredible imaginary battle, I have no idea what me true surroundings looked like. All I remember are enemies, craters, dead soldiers, and the like. But that’s just how we played. We never played sports like football, soccer, or basketball. No way, we played War, Space Pirates, Dino Hunters… etc.
This memory and ones similar to it are very near to me, and certainly symbolize my childhood mind and my mind as of now.

The unique innocent events of a child’s mind are much different than that of an adult. Why is this? Is it a sign of simple physical and mental maturity? Or perhaps of experiences throughout the child’s life? Maybe even as a result of trying to imitate the grownups they love?

Without using the word fun, can you explain why a child wants to play? Why do some choose this game while others choose that? Does it have anything to do with his peers? Or his parents? Maybe Ideas of good and evil?