When I was young, I felt my relationship with God to be friendly and personal, and we worked together to expand and create something …show more content…
By doing this, my game has shifted to resemble a game of Solitaire. God was no longer simply friendly, but took on a sort of random mysticism. The rules of Solitaire are simple: one must stack the cards until one cannot move anymore, each pile should be alternating in color and move in descending order with aces above the pile, and you are allowed to use the reserve deck if you run out of moves. The ultimate objective of the game is to organize all four suits of cards. This attempt to organize chaos resonates deeply with me. My life has felt like trying to organize a huge mess, with everything being mixed together and having to methodically sort it out, yet, as I continue to try and organize each mess, I'm faced with a new obstacle for every overturned card. This unknown variable could either ruin me and force me to abandon the round, or it could be the round-winning card. This unknown variable is God, who is challenging me to be better. I have felt this the most during my time in highschool, constantly trying to stay ahead while everything around me closes in. Each day feels like a continuous struggle and God is always there with me, always watching over and reacting, countering my effort and work with a single stroke of divine intervention. And yet, when the stars align, when God and I seem to be in sync, I get a feeling of euphoria. It's such a unique and divine …show more content…
In this way, my relationship with God is comparable to poker, is a game in which multiple players deal a hand of cards and they are capable of trading them in for different cards. Each player must evaluate their hand, and Once betting is completed, it's time for the showdown. Similar to every other form of poker, the player with the best 5-card hand at the showdown wins the “pot.’’ This chance is a double edged sword, providing a chance for victory while simultaneously capable of causing great despair. There are many ways to play this game, and there are elements of the unknown, that offer opportunity. This has been a steady theme in my life and I do better when under pressure, when the stakes are high, when the chance of losing is always there. My final game with God will be the embodiment of opportunity, with a variety of outcomes and chances that all depend on my capabilities. Each card in my hand represents a major decision in my life and each play is a choice. While God's reward my efforts either a fantastic outcome or a huge waste of time. Each bet cost me a piece of my life, with the only payout being success. God will be the faceless unreadable opponent, who for reasons unknown, seems to be eager to play against