The Lost Treasure

Jahdai Dunk The Lost Treasure When reminiscing on a special twinkling in time there is delight, fear, or discomposure that may be remembered teaching a message in the foresightful obtain. While many people learn through and through past memories, I also have got been taught a lesson about God always universe with me while on my trip to Lake Tahoe. It is cognize to be an amazing typeset where families enjoy themselves and vacation like there is no end. People have this perfect vision of beauteous green trees, skiing, camping, and great family memories when reflecting on Lake Tahoe.While I think about the holiday I spent there and comprehend to the words Lake Tahoe, I keep in mind a beautiful location alone also a regretful memory that in the long run changed my mindset about the love God has for me. It tot whollyy started on a damp, foggy morning around 6am, I snarl my substancebeat jumping like a pogo stick. It was the morning of Christmas Santa Clause and presents leap ed any through my mind that morning. I slowly opened my eyes, yawned, and closingly sprinted through the narrow h all in all way to my family room exploding with exc compass pointent.Rapidly, I opened up my gifts and I first (saw) distinguished a green playscript and a black and pink traveling bag. I thanked my parents for these gifts, but when I opened the final item I was even more joyous seeing an item I thought I wouldve never (seen) set eyes on in years. It was a brand impertinent flip phone I (ran) raced to my parents and screamed, Thank you mommy, and thank you daddy Alarmed by my (screaming) shrieking yell my brother thought, Why does she pay back a phone at such a young age, shes only 10? Obtaining my phone I was ecstatic, but when grasping the other items, I wasnt as energized.Assuming I was so tight with my grey, wireless flip phone, I strutted with great sanction out of the house viewing it to be one of the best eld of my 4th grade life. I was in complete sho ck to be carrying such a precious device. After treasuring my first phone I was eager to go to Lake Tahoe for some more enjoyment. A few days following Christmas around 8 am, I quickly packed my belongings, (carried) lugged my new scrunch up along with my bible and phone, on my way to Lake Tahoe. It took about 4 hours to get to our destination and I felt like a complete walrus while sitting in the car for such a long period of time.Hours later around noon, I woke up and examined my surroundings outside. I screamed, Oh my goodness, we are here Immediately, I grabbed my black leather purse that had my phone and bible, took a inkling in tasting the refreshing logical argument of civilization, and had a mindset eager to play some activities in the area. The chief(prenominal) entertainments in the area of gorgeous Lake Tahoe were the outdoor shopping centers across the alley from our hotel with a variety of antique stores, food places, casinos, a tram and arcades. Although the city was filled with numerous fun and phenomenal activities, I thought the slip away(predicate) place for enjoyment was the arcade.My family and I began to stridden around trying to follow an arcade, but unfortunately couldnt locate one at the moment. I began to weep and was filled with salty tears. As I (looked) appeared gloomy and walked through the locomote outdoor shopping centers, it started to reach evening. I therefore wiped those tears away when my mom t onetime(a) me and my siblings that there was an arcade in spite of appearance a very smoky place. I established this unbearable scented building happened to be a casino with an arcade inside Cheerfully, we leaped with joy unmindful of the smoke, ready to run as if it was Christmas again yelling, Lets go My family and I ran inside dodging the smells of smolder left and right, covered up our noses, held our breath, huddled in close, and finally spotted in the corner was the arcade. I asked my parents for money and swif tly sprinted like there was no limit to play several zippys. thither were so many games and the prizes were pleasing to my eyes, therefore my goal was to get a huge amount of tickets. I went left and right (going) departing from game to game with a huge smile on my face. As I came to a satisfaction of my amount of tickets, I finished with one final game, which was dwelln as the irresistible roller coaster game.My body rattled feeling the movements of a jiggling massage chair giving me the urge to raise my hands as if I was on a real roller coaster. Before loss I picked out my little prizes with unspeakable joy and quickly went to the wash room as though eitherthing was alright but what I didnt know was part of me was about to be lost that day. Skipping back with my toys in my hand, I was ready to go back for some more games as if I just left Disneyland. I was being thrown with happiness nearly back at our hotel just two blocks ahead, realizing something was incomplete. I franti cally shouted, Uh oh, wheres my urse My massive smile dark into sorrow. My mom in worry answered, I dont know, where was the last place you saw it? Out of breath with tears beginning to come down my face I anxiously sighed, The arcade Rewinding my steps I ran like it was the end of the world all the way back to the arcade in great concern because that purse had my brand new phone inside of it We passed one block then two with a huge change in emotion. My sensitive fancyt skipped a step every stride of the way. Then finally we arrived at the arcade hastily trying to retrace our steps.We went back through the jungle of smoke and at last making it to the arcade. I went to each and every game forcing myself to remember what I did with the purse. Not being able to find the purse in the arcade, my dad and mom checked the security station. cannonball along back eager to hear the news my mom said, The security launch the purse and your bible was still there, but they took the phone My tears turned into sobs as I heard those terrible words. I never realized how much an attitude could change from being joyous one moment to regret the next. All I could think was, My parents will never get me a phone until Im fifty years old Every time I think about Lake Tahoe or hear those words, I always reminisce about the loss of my first phone. Although I believed my phone was a prized possession then, I now realize that the stone that was left behind was my real prize. An item such as my bible that I wasnt fond of when opening at Christmas, opened up my eyes years later to understanding that God expresses his love in the intimately amazing ways. While I thought lost my most prized possession, perhaps I never lost it all. Perhaps it was there all the time in the form of an even greater possession that lasts perpetually which was appreciating Gods love through the bible.