Who Does Your Dog See You As?


Personality Shining Through

This is my dog: Karlie. The happiest, most genuinely affectionate dog I’ve ever met, and that’s definitely not a biased opinion. She has not a mean bone in her body and the only time she barks is when you tell her to. Now, I was walking around the house the other night, deeply trying to figure out what topic to write about and here comes ole Karlie. Hopping herself onto the couch and laying herself next to me, begging to be pet. It really got me thinking.. How does your dog actually see you?

As for most people, we put a lot of thought into how people see us, what people think of us, and how can we improve our outward image. I believe it’s common and natural to care about what others think of us, but it often truly gets the best of us, and that’s exactly what we were hoping to show: The Best of Us. If given time for that subconscious thought to become a conscious habit, we will begin to measure our self worth by other’s opinions. I don’t believe that’s how it should be, we should not think like that. Our self worth should be of utmost importance. If you ever begin to see yourself in this thought process, ask yourself some questions. How much importance to they have in my life, and Should their opinion matter? I think this thought process is motivated by our semi-selfish means, and myself am guilty of having selfish habits. It is a natural trait all living beings have. But instead of looking for approval of others, just imagine what your dog thinks of you. Most dogs have genuine love for their companions. They do not care about how you look, they don’t judge, and they don’t reject your attention (unlike cats). We often reject their attention when we have no reason not to. I am guilty of that one, and it’s another exhibit of a selfish trait.

You are your dog’s favorite companion, brother, and friend.

Now imagine if we felt that way about ourselves. I think we would be truly happy people, and would begin to shed that happiness to others around us. I also believe that we should spend a lot of time in our lives slightly undoing all the natural not-so-good humanistic qualities we all have (ie. Selfishness). If we removed selfishness and judgement, we ourselves could potentially see ourselves like our dog see’s us as. We would be truly happy people. We cannot determine our self worth by the mistakes and sins we commit. We do not need to look at what we’ve done wrong in life, but what we’ve done correctly. This Perspective on things is a stepping stone to feeling joy. True joy is unlike happiness. Joy is more inward, and seeing yourself as how your dog see’s you is a great way to experience true joy. Another one of those traits I believe make it all worth it In the End. So how do you see yourself?


Your Hands and What You Do With Them

There’s a famous question everyone has asked themselves at least one time in their lives and that is, “Why do bad things happen to such good people?” It brings up a very valid point. Pain, illness, abuse, brokenness, betrayal, sorrow, injuries, disappointment, and heartache happen to people on a day to day basis and many times they do not seem to have any purpose whatsoever. Why is a very good question.

I believe pain is inevitable. Jesus said that, “You will have suffering in this world.” John 16:33

Not might, but will. It will happen.

The main idea is: when something unfortunate happens in this world, you never get a definite answer as to why. There’s more happening than our human eyes can comprehend. Someday, We’ll see things in high definition, but as of right now.. We’re stuck with cruddy standard television. Understanding why there is tragedy in this world isn’t about what is here and now, it’s about the peripheral details that are obscured from our view. A great analogy of this is in one of my favorite books, The Five People You Meet in Heaven. It simply speaks about how the smallest of things and people have the largest impact on our lives, but that’s an entire blog post in itself I’m sure will occur in the future.

These unfortunate situations to me act like a conduit, or a means of transition or transportation: an arrow. These arrows lead us in the right direction, towards conclusions that I believe satisfy what our heart truly needs and desires. We only have to let it.

To me, many unfortunate situations come to be out of another person’s bad choices. Now I don’t think someone falling and spraining a knee *cough cough* is out of choice, but simply choosing to do good or bad. A person can either choose to do good, or choose to do bad, and those outcomes can have an effect on others. We can choose:

  • To Do Good
  • To Do Bad
  • To Do Nothing

The last two are what causes the pain and suffering.. Confused?

Here’s an example: People ask God why he doesn’t fix the suffering like famine , but to me I know that the world produces enough food to feed everyone, but it is own irresponsibility and selfishness caused by our hands prevents us from eradicating all world hunger. Completely out of God’s will. This same example could be used in a personal sense, heartbreak, sorrow, disappointment, etc. are human feelings in which we have complete control over. It is a conscious decision and we need to learn that whatever is causing such pain, needs to go.

Ultimately, what I’ve seen is that God uses that pain to draw us closer to him; to sharpen our character, to influence others for him. He can draw something good from our pain in a plethora of ways, only if we trust and follow him; and that’s something I find worth it In the End.

What Does Patience Truly Mean?

Patience is really waiting with hope. Forgiving ones lapses; knowing that we’re not perfect as well. Patience is being able to persevere from day to day. Putting up with the petty pass, and not being defeated with the little inconveniences.

This quote was written by an anonymous writer, and it really struck me as odd. Honestly I couldn’t agree more with what they said. Like modern society, I always believed that patience was about waiting. The term is usually used to describe when someone is acting calmly.

But is it really?

In a sense, patience is broad in the spectrum that it is used. In modern ideals people consider themselves patient people, but they really aren’t consistently patient. I don’t believe ‘waiting’ is real patience. Patience is more individualistic. It is an attitude on things, it’s the ability to be in a stressful situation and be able to react smoothly and recognizing what is right and wrong and coming up with a solid conclusion. It’s the ability to be in the present moment regardless of circumstance.

Romans 12:9 says that we should, “Rejoice in hope, be patient in tribulations, and steadfast in prayer.” and it’s true. If we were truly capable of being patient in difficult situations. I believe they will
either blow over or you will begin to acclimate.

The comparison between these two versions of patience is compelling as the common version relies on the assumption that there is something out there that we’re waiting for. Basically, common patience requires pulling your attention to someplace and sometime. It means we are not being ourselves presently.

Yes it’s true that God tells us to be patient and to put up with the trials and tribulations without complaint or irritation, but that’s very difficult. That’s why I believe it was deliberately put here. Life is never supposed to be easy, and if it is, you’re doing it wrong. God also promises it will all be well with time. Patience is taught commonly as a virtue, but it’s not truly a virtue until it’s used in the correct context and when you truly understand it. In a sense, the term is very comforting to me, as it exemplifies the good that is to come. Patience is really the ability to ride out the storm, face fears, and trust that it will all work out In the End,
and thats a great feeling.

Be the Person You Would Want to Meet

Be not deceived; God is not mocked: for whatever a man sows, he shall also reap.

– Galatians 6:7

Being supremely analytical, this scripture can correlate to many things, but the primary principle that stands out to me is the simple fact that you shouldn’t ask for something you wouldn’t demand from yourself.

As a teen that tends to avoid unfortunate circumstances, or seems to have an overly average amount of intuition for his age, people tend to come to me for answers to their struggles and strifes. Sometimes the advice needed is not what is given, and sometimes I don’t have a definite answer for what they seem to be asking. Recently, this confounding moment happened to me, and it was difficult for me to cope with as I hate to not have answers to a question. The question was seemingly simple, very simple as a matter of fact. “Why do I put up with this?” they asked, and thinking intently about it for a period of time I came to the realization that there is a much deeper question inside. That question is simply what kind of person are you?

Most people feel the need for positive influences in their lives. People build and sculpt relationships and friendships based on the steep precipice of an idea that those friends inspire change in us good and bad; keeping the positive influences and removing the negative ones, but we neglect to ask ourselves if we are direct positive influences on ourselves? There’s a well renown quote that people know and repeat every day: ‘be the person you would want to meet.’ I couldn’t agree more. If we were to be the person we would want to meet, people like ourselves would gravitate towards us.


A simple approach to this is to think intently about the traits you exhibit outwards towards others, good and bad. Then to interpret and understand those traits and comprehend which ones you possess as a reflection of your inside self. Do they match? Do you need to add or remove some to reflect your outward self? Realistically we all have something to change. Change is truthfully a never ending process as each little decision or obstacle to encounter molds us into who we are, but we alone hold the power to use it positively or negatively.

An authentic sense of ourselves is not inward, but outward. Love and compassion needs to flow out of us and not into us. We as humans need to exhibit as little selfishness as possible. We need to give as much as possible as ultimately ‘we reap what we sow.’ We not only need to look not only into our own interests, but also to the interests as others. The range in which we can seek out the interests in others is infinitely large, and if we give as much as we can give, listen as much as we can listen, and love as much we can love. It will be returned. It’s tremendous and fundamental; it’s just another one of those amiable traits worth it In the End.

‘The New Normal’ – Moore Tornado Relief Effort

Natural disasters are a well, naturally occurring thing; taking place on every hemisphere, in every square mile, and in every country. It is inevitable. Storms, earthquakes, volcanoes, etc. are going to hit wherever you may live. Causing particularly large damage to homes and businesses and unforeseen financial costs. Mass amounts of grief are felt by the survivors of these disasters, and I particularly saw that grief today working with Convoy of Hope in the Moore/El Rino area here in the state of Oklahoma where numerous EF4 and 5 tornadoes struck just a few weeks ago. Initially, I saw the aftermath of these storms through the media and was sympathetic but yet I felt that I couldn’t help personally with the relief effort. Thankfully, my absolutely amazing mentor and pastor Jerrod Murr with help of his colleagues found a relief group and diligently asked the youth like myself if we wanted to participate and I graciously accepted. I knew what I was expecting, but the magnitude of what I witnessed and learned in that trip was as usual: astronomical.


Getting to the site wasn’t a difficult task. It was quick and to the point. We received entertainment from a few games, the trip of roughly two hours felt like a mere thirty minutes. We met up with a partnering church and made our way to the aftermath site. Shock and awe followed. Receiving t-shirts and immediately heading out; we collectively picked up masses of strung out insulation, particle board, and the particularly heart wrenching personal items. Progressing quick as there is much strength in numbers. The amount of personal items were slim, but a few stuck out in particular. Coloring pages were strewn out for yards, each color sloppily inside the lines just as the usual child struggles to keep their hand steady, personal photos sparingly embedded in grass or dirt, clothes, toys, a scrapbook page, a tattered bible, and much more. Personal belongings exposed to outside conditions. As if life was abruptly stopped by this massive twister, there’s no preparation like in hurricanes. These are sadly unforeseen forces of destruction.

The mood was clouds of understanding and responsiveness. Hearing the touching stories of the survivors opens your eyes and can really give you a glimpse of how they’re feeling. One woman spoke to a group of us and said that when the tornado hit, her family and neighboring families squished into one storm shelter and as the tornado struck, they sang Amazing Grace in unison and as loud as they could. As even in the scariest of times, they kept faith. This absolutely touched me in more ways than one. Emotions were high as the father from one family had to step away for a brief period as he stated, “Couldn’t stand to watch what [he] worked so hard for be tossed to the curb.” I couldn’t imagine. I spoke briefly with the wife and shared a few of my Katrina survival stories and she thanked me many times over for speaking with her. She connected with me on a level as I understood how it felt also having my house destroyed eight years earlier. Younger women of the youth sat down with a child of the family and spoke with him on how he felt on the entire situation, comforting as well as they could. The homes were sparingly destroyed as if the tornado chose which one it was going to hit. Bare foundations were next to still standing homes. Steps and porches led to nowhere. Exposed attics with visible belongings. A particular house in which was weathered badly, but yet a new American flag waved out front, displaying hope and patriotism as these survivors acclimate to ‘The New Normal’ as one man put it. Work dislodged showers of dust that of course mingled with the sweat and rain that had clung to the skin. Eventually the rain made it harder to continue and we had to stop. I would’ve continued but the day was done.

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As a volunteer to such disasters, there are many lessons and enlightening realizations that can be learned. You make many new friends as the day progresses, laughing and going along, it enlightens the mood. This is so enjoyable. Joyfully giving is my absolute favorite thing to do, it not only improves your outlook on things, but it also improves the outlook on others. Everything has either a direct or indirect connection with another and smiling and making light of a particularly awful situation indirectly affects the mood of the survivors in a positive way. Every story counts, as each one no matter how big or small paints a larger picture of what truly happened there. That’s nothing the media can even compete with. Unfortunately, disasters such as this one will happen again, and again, and again; however, I will be right there ready to assist in any way I possibly can and at all costs. Sharing God’s love with everyone is truly an extraordinary thing. It not only brings you closer, but it brings others as well. Showing that nothing, even a destructive tornado, can put a dent in the love that humanity has for one another, and for me. Missions is absolutely a cause that I will never lose devotion to and that is absolutely a pursuit worth it In the End.

Where is the Love? Integrity, Faith, and Morality


Integrity. “The process of doing what you feel is right when no other person is watching.”

Integrity, the primary virtue that is derived directly from religious connotations. As a child, I was given awards for this particular act numerous times, and in Elementary school I had absolutely no clue what this virtue meant. As time progressed and life lessons be learned, I began to understand the importance of this word and if taken seriously, will ultimately mold you into a better person over time with little effort. It’s magic, and its derived from any form of spiritual beliefs.

When we review history from the beginning of human existence to its present form. It is evident that war and prejudgment are quite common throughout the years. Whether religious, national, or racial. There’s sadly been some type of bias as to who is higher than another on the totem pole. Sadly, religion sometimes plays a huge role as to which is better. The one structure made to bring fellowship and agreement often brings warfare and bloodshed. As we all know this isn’t the institution’s fault, it’s just the cripple of the beings that run it being part of the flesh. Religion is the basis of love and justice, but the bonds of love between citizens and their God is far larger than the love for one’s country. Patriotism.

This patriotic bond is the cause of turmoil, and to me is the opposite of what Jesus taught us to be, and us as nations lack integrity and are filled with indifferences in which we are intolerable of, and in turn make us intolerable of each other as individuals. The real bond of integrity is religion in character, for religion indicates the oneness of the world of humanity. Religion serves the world of morality. Religion purifies the heart. Religion impels men to achieve higher actions. It just never plays out in religious favor as our own selfish demeanor engulfs the moral aspect for whatever reason.

All foundations of religion: Buddhist, Christian, Hindu, etc. imply the same foundation. All are based on reality. All are based in moral context. All suggest similar tellings on how we came to be. Yet each one disputes with another. This is troubling to me, and shows the human like qualities of prejudicism once again. If such foundations suggest and procure the same virtues, why are we so quick to deny their views on morality? I’m not talking about specifics on how we were created, or other cultural differences, I’m speaking primarily on morals. Why are we so quick to shut them down when our foundation believes similar? Who am I to say they are wrong and I am right? Why is there such suspicion and prejudgment? Why do we not reach out to others that show no spiritual interest at all (such as Atheism) instead of attacking one another? That is my question. I see hatred in this world, frequently through religious institutions, and all I have to say is, “Where is the Love?” that we ever so dearly preach about? I’m ever so grateful to be in a church that sees that importance, but Where is the Love in everyone else?

Mistakes and Fate


Yesterday I missed class purely out of laziness on my part. I decided to just not go, but my mother and I went to Tulsa, a smaller city in Oklahoma and had some much needed bonding. It was great, but I came to school today and for the FIRST time this year, I had no idea what we were learning in class. These algorithms and postulates pasted all over the boards were introduced the day before and I had missed all of it. I sat there. Completely lost, and refused to ask questions in order not to slow down the rest of the class. I was afraid to make a mistake. This got me thinking. Why do we resent and try to avoid our mistakes? Is it a social thing? Do we believe that we are going to be judged and put down because of it? Is it a window into our own insecurities? I do not know, but I do know we do not need to avoid our mistakes. Our mistakes are what mold us into who we are. Mistakes are something we should use in order to build upon our own character and say, “That’s something I don’t need to do again.” It’s something we should embrace and appreciate. Everything we do is a result of the choices we make, and us as humans tend to want to blame it on other things, and I am all too guilty for this one. We blame our bad decisions on anything except that it was our own intention. Such as the loss of our parents, or on a past relationship gone wrong, or your stressful job. When honestly we are responsible for every decision we make. Period. No one controls our fate except for ourselves. We choose our own destiny. Sounds so cliché, but its true. It takes a complete mental change within ourselves to realize that our decisions, mistakes, and choices are what make us, “us.” God decided that these predicaments were made for us as people, for us to endure and conquer. That they are there for a reason, to make us stronger, to show us a door to something new, or anything that his heart desires us to see. And that’s absolutely amazing. He always continues to astonish me. He is something worth pursuing, and that’s definitely something/someone worth it In the End.

Oklahoma Pastime


My Family and I decided to start out our Spring Break by going camping on our 1,200 acres of inherited land, and I must tell you. It is something beautiful. I am extremely grateful to be able to enjoy it. Its land so vast and remote that’s wedged in the middle of an urbanized area, and I SO needed this. I needed a break from the busy lifestyle of urbanized life. I needed some time with my family. I’m always so caught up in school, church, and the struggles of life to put some emphasis and attention to my family. We all need something to blow off steam. Something as easy as pitching a tent and starting a fire can greatly loosen up all the stress and worries that have accumulated. And seriously EVERYONE needs to get some time away for a while. So I’m giving you a suggestion. Find something that gets your mind off the hectic world that we live in. You don’t have to splurge massive amounts of money to go to Bora Bora and eat sirloin steak on a bed of lobster. Something as simple as reading a book will do. And when you begin to worry and dwell over negative attributes in your life. Walk away from it for a while and treat yourself to some R&R. It’s a great feeling, and it’s so worth it.

15 Assumptions That Might Be Useful to Make


1. Assume that you are loved.

2. Assume that those who love you find some kind of value in you and the things you do.

3. Assume, however, that you don’t need to be valuable in order to be worthy of God’s love.

4. Assume that there is no one out there keeping a tally of all of your failings, ready to throw it in your face when you’re either feeling too good or too awful about yourself.

5. Assume that if anyone actually is keeping a tally of all your failings, that act says more about them than it does about you.

6. Assume that you can’t make all of the people happy all of the time; maybe not even some of the people some of the time.

7. Assume that you will, over the course of your life, sometimes anger or disappoint the people you love.

8. Also assume that people you love, over the course of your life, will anger, hurt, or disappoint you as well.

9. Assume that when this happens, it isn’t the end of the world, even if that’s what it feels like.

10. Assume that there is NEVER an end to learning, or growing, or discovering.

11. Assume that you will always find a way out, even when all the doors slam shut and everything feels impossible.

12. Assume that sometimes earnestness and optimism can trump irony and cynicism.

13. Assume that it may be possible to recapture the way you felt when you were young, how the clockwork mechanism of the universe used to leave you breathless with wonder.

14. Assume that there will always be more stories to tell, or at the very least new ways of reinterpreting old tales.

15. Assume that you are under some kind of obligation to make the world a better place, and there’s never an excuse to pass on an opportunity.


Had an eye opening moment today. I clung on to my weekly rituals and decided to do my Sunday cleaning. I started with my bedroom and ultimately did not get very far due to a very stunning find. I was looking underneath my bed for any type of clutter, and I found a plastic bin I had been meaning to clean out for years. I didn’t expect anything of it. Over time I just threw in every scrap paper, coin, and magazine that found its way into my room in there, and it slowly accumulated. After delving in and skimming off the surface of recent items, I got to trinkets and paper I had put in there LONG ago. Items that have survived three houses, two divorces, and 13 years of confinement. And the weight of what I was looking at was overwhelming: There were doodles and loving cards written by me and my once-stepsister that we made back in 2000, there were Polaroid and Walmart-Developed photographs of me when I had my first Christmas in Oklahoma. The sense of nostalgia was extremely overwhelming. I almost began to tear up. I dug in more and a accidentally placed term paper from Freshman year broke the steady pattern of memories, and all this got me to my extreme realization. Life really never stops. I look back at the innocence of those days, where something as simple as a tree changing colors was as exiting as winning the lottery. But the stress and pace of growing up forces you to change, priorities such as riding your bike turns into studying five hours for a mid-term. And these unfortunate circumstances that we naturally go through literally rip the innocence from people’s lives. Yet the clock never stops ticking. Life ALWAYS goes on. Priorities change. People change. Friends come and go. Even sometimes Parents come and go, and you just have to keep on truckin’. I used to dwell on the past, I used to mourn the parents, siblings, and best friends that I’ve lost. But that’s all changed. I’ve become stronger, I’ve clung to the memories and understand that that’s all I’ll have from now on. I’ll keep my priorities where they need to be, in God, My family, and my future, and sadness can only bring me down. Keeping your head held high and your faith in God will lead you in the right direction. Leaving the past behind and always being grateful for what’s still here is a large step in making life easier. We are all just on this huge train wreck of a place called life, and we’ve got to make our way through it. You might walk out with some minor cuts and bruises, but I believe it is all worth it in the end.