It wasn’t dangerous, This Time…

•June 13, 2011 • Leave a Comment

*I must put a disclaimer on this post: you should never put yourself in a dangerous situation with any wild animal.   Leave the area and call an expert to handle the situation if necessary.*

Yesterday I was doing some maintenance on our neighbor’s pool. I had to disassemble the filter housing to clean the four filters inside. To do that there is a band around the housing held on by a bolt/nut set-up. As I was unscrewing the nut (it is spring loaded) it fell to the ground behind the filter housing. It was in plain sight but beside a rock on the ground. The rock was about as big as a dinner plate. Right before I reached for it I thought, “That would be a good hiding place for a snake”. So I recognized that there could be danger there but due to the testosterone poisoning that all males have (it makes us do stupid things most of the time) I reached for the nut bare-handed anyway. As I get it in my hand, sure enough I saw the body of the snake that was indeed hiding  about 8 inches from where my hand was (that is well within striking distance for most snakes).

I live in Dallas and we do have a variety of snakes, especially in the particular area in which my house is located so it is not unusual to see them.  I will say that as I see the snake, no fear coursed through me and I didn’t jump back or get out of there.  I simply finished the task that I had before me.  Two weeks before this I helped my neighbor catch one and released it back into the wild.  The reason I didn’t “freak out” is simple.  I recognized the type of snake it was and knew it was non-poisonous and essentially harmless (FYI, a harmless non-poisonous snake will still bite you).    My understanding of this snake being harmless stems back to an event in the past when I met one that wasn’t.

Several years ago, Emily and I went for a jog in the Nature Preserve near our home.  It was in March and a very nice day, not too hot, not too cool.  She was about 2 strides in front of me when I heard her scream.  As I am about to step right where she stepped I hear a rattle.  There is no sound like that sound and no feeling of fear quite like that feeling.   Somehow the adrenaline rush I had made me leap further than ever and I missed landing where the snake was.  Once I was able to stop running, I went back to look at it and Emily freaked out more about that than she did the original encounter but I wanted to see what we were up against.  It was a very large Western Diamondback Rattlesnake.  It was lying beside the trail soaking up the sun and she probably woke it up when she stepped right beside it.   So here we are far away from home, wearing the minimal amount of clothing (appropriate for a jog, BTW), with no communication to get help if we needed it and at the time no real knowledge of the danger we were in.  After looking at the snake from a distance, we ran on but not with the same perspective on the environment for the rest of the jog.  We were much more aware of the dangers around us.  Of course I went home and read everything I could on snakes but especially Crotalus Atrox (Latin for Western Diamondback Rattlesnake).

I learned that it is cold-blooded (actually I already knew that).  I learned that it kills people (the second most dangerous snake in the United States, only second to Crotalus Adamanteus, the Eastern Diamondback Rattlesnake).  I learned that it is one of the most aggressive snakes in the US and rarely backs down from a confrontation.  I learned because I had an encounter with a dangerous Serpent.

I have actually encountered this serpent 3 times since then but they were mostly babies so I was able to put them back out into the wild (yeah I know, crazy isn’t it).  I know most people think the only good snake is a dead snake but they do have environmental benefits such as they eat rats.  The difference with the other three encounters was;  I made sure I communicated to someone who could help me, I put on protective clothing, and I had the proper weapon to either put it back where it belonged or kill it if I had no other choice.

I tell this long story to share these lessons:  I will never after recognizing potential danger, continue with my task without fully checking out the situation.  Always have on protective clothing.  I found a new hiding place for potential danger.  Knowledge is key and you learn best from your encounters.

There are dangers all around us.  The Serpent is there always; sometimes harmless unless provoked sometimes it will kill you just because of its nature.  If you have studied and recognize the danger you can still complete your task even under the circumstances.  But if you find yourself in true danger, communicate with someone who can help you, make sure you are prepared beforehand by putting on the “Whole Armor” and choose your weapons carefully so you can kill it if necessary.

Too Many Mind…

•June 10, 2011 • Leave a Comment

So I have been out of town for a time but while away I re-watched* the movie The Last Samurai.  It is one of my favorites primarily because I really like the culture of that time.  As I am watching it again, one part jumped off the screen at me.  I won’t go into all the details of the movie so if you haven’t seen it, do, but here are some background details for context.

Tom Cruise plays Captain Nathan Algren (the movie is set around the time era of General Custer).  He is hired to train the Japanese Army in modern fighting techniques.  During the first battle with a Samurai clan he is captured.  During his time in captivity he writes and studies the people, culture and their way of life.  He eventually tries to learn their fighting techniques.

In this particular scene he is trying to learn sword fighting techniques.  He has a wooden katana sword (bokken) and is up against an empty-handed opponent.  There are people around watching.  He goes to attack the opponent and gets the sword taken from him and he gets thrown to the ground.  That is when it happens…

One of the Samurai warriors comes up to him as he is sitting on the ground and says, “So sorry, Too Many Mind.”  The Captain says, “Too Many Mind?” and the warrior says, “Mind the sword, Mind the people watching, Mind the enemy, Too Many Mind…No Mind”.  So the captain repeats again, “Too Many Mind” and the movie goes on.  Later he uses this lesson to see what is going to happen before they happen.  It also allows him, in another scene,  to react without thinking and destroy the enemy. ” No mind.”

I thought of this and the movie scene during a worship service at our church one Sunday.  “Too Many Mind”.  I mind the sword (the gifts and weapons He has given me, I mind the people “watching” (even if they are not) and I mind the enemy (what he is saying about how messed up I am).  This prevents me from seeing things as they really are.  It also prevents me from reacting with the truth as I know it without thinking and to destroy the enemy of my soul.

Now I am not talking about emptying your mind in an Eastern Culture meditation kind of way.  That allows the enemy to come in all the more.  I am talking about emptying your mind of the distractions that prevent us from seeing things with God as they really are.  If you are His then you have relationship.  He is always there “I will never leave you, nor forsake you”.  It is up to us to lay things aside which distract us from that fact.  Hebrews 12:1 “Therefore, since we have so great a cloud of witnesses surrounding us, let us also lay aside every encumbrance and the sin which so easily entangles us, and let us run with endurance the race that is set before us”.

If you are His, He will give you the gifts you need to accomplish all He has for you.  If you are His, He will give you the weapons you need to fight the enemy.  If you are His then He will show you things as they really are.  If you are His then He will show you how to react without thinking, thus destroying the enemy.  If you are His…

Now when I try to enter His presence and get distracted, I will hear a gentle reminder saying, “So Sorry, Too Many Mind…No Mind”.  Or as we say in the military, “it’s mind over matter, if you don’t mind, it don’t matter”.

*Re-watched is probably not a real word but I am known for making words up and it fits so…

What I learned from doing Half…

•March 20, 2011 • Leave a Comment

I decided back in October of 2010 that when I turned 40 years old, in January 2011 I would run a half-marathon. 13.1 miles.  I had this wild idea that since I was through half my life, I would try something I had never done before.  I already drive a sporty car and have a beautiful (Hot) wife so for my mid-life crisis, I didn’t think this was a bad choice and something I could do without being “stupid”.

It really set in one day when I was out on a run, on the Dam of Joe Pool Lake. I decided that day to run across the Dam and back. I didn’t know how far it was but I did know it was farther than I had ever run. Turns out it was over 10 miles. During that run, when I felt like turning around, I would encourage myself to go a little further and a little further. I completed the task I set out to do that day and it took me almost 2 hours. At that point, it was the longest distance I had ever run. That was the day when I felt like, I can do this if I set my mind to it.  I even thought maybe I could get someone to run it with me.

I trained, sort of, and even sustained a pretty major injury a month before the race but I was signed up, had paid my entry fee and even talked my 15-year-old nephew into joining me.  It would be a first for both of us.  So on January 29th, at the age of 40, I ran in and completed a Half-Marathon.  Again 13.1 miles, every one of them.   My nephew completed it as well.

Here are some things I learned from doing Half:

1. Don’t get sucked in to the excitement of others.  At the beginning of the race, when everyone is lined up to start, there is this incredible energy in the atmosphere.  When the gun went off everyone is rushing to get started.  Now I had set a pace goal in my mind of a 10 minute mile.  All I wanted to do for my first race is to complete the distance.  My first mile I ran in under 8 minutes.  When I looked down at my watch I thought, wow, I should really slow this down or I won’t be able to sustain the pace and complete the distance.

2.  Never do in the tests of life what you have not trained for, it can make you sick and cause doubt that you will be able to finish.  At one point, a sponsor gave out an energy drink.  It is supposed to enhance performance.  Now I had one before and didn’t like it, but thought it would give me what I needed to finish.  I took it and drank and almost got sick.  I had to drink water at the next 3 drink stations to dilute it and feel better.  For a while I doubted I would be able to finish.  As it turns out, to finish what I had set before me, I didn’t need anything else, only me.

3.  You can do anything if you set your mind to it.  I completed the race in a time of 2 hours 9 minutes and 20 seconds.  It was a time faster than my original pace goal.  I came in 293 place.  My nephew finished 193 (at a considerably faster time than me).  No one can tell me I didn’t win.  My finishing metal is a reminder of something great that I did.

4. Don’t compare yourself to others around you.  I didn’t win the overall race, but I won my race.  There are all sorts of people who run.  Some run faster.  Some run further.  Some don’t but I didn’t spend over 2 hours comparing myself to them.  I still don’t.  I only had one thing in mind during that race; Finish the distance I had set out to do.  I know only have one thing in mind; Finish the race set before me.

5.  Encouragement can carry you a long way and mile markers help.  During my training I had Emily to encourage me.  During the race people were lined up all over the course clapping and holding up signs.  The course had mile marker showing the distance.  It was those things that carried me through.

6. The pain is worth it.  I lost 4 pounds during the race (water weight) and it was hard to walk for a couple of days afterward but I am glad I did it.

7.  You can help others accomplish something they have never done before as well.  I paid my nephew’s entry fee and picked up his “race” packet.  It was my gift to him.  I didn’t won’t to go through this task alone.  I knew that if someone close to me was in the same race, it would keep me going.  A couple of weeks after the race, my nephew sent me a “Thank You” card.  In it he poured out his heart.  It made me cry (in a good way).  He said it was my time talking on the phone and my encouragement that helped him during training.  The truth is, it was he who encouraged me the most.

God used this experience in my life.  My life will never be the same.  No one can ever tell me I can’t do something if I set my mind to it.  And even though there is great pain in the tasks we have set before us, the accomplishing of those makes it all worth it.  At the end of this race I was reminded of the words of Paul in 2 Timothy 4:7.  I am running the race of life and at the end hope to be able to quote the same words.  “I have fought the good fight, I have finished the race, I have kept the faith.”

A time for everything…

•December 12, 2010 • Leave a Comment

As I get closer to a mid-point in my life I reflect on all that I have been through and accomplished.  All the love and mercy and grace that God has shown me.  And the times of His patience with me.  All of the times He has walked with me and guided me even when I didn’t know it.

These are my life verses.  I believe them now more than ever…

Ecclesiastes 3:1-8:

There is an appointed time for everything. And there is a time for every event under heaven –
A time to give birth and a time to die; A time to plant and a time to uproot what is planted.
A time to kill and a time to heal; A time to tear down and time to build up.
A time to weep and a time to laugh; A time to mourn and a time to dance.
A time to throw stones and a time to gather stones;
A time to embrace and a time to shun embracing.
A time to search and a time to give up as lost; A time to keep and a time to throw away.
A time to tear apart and a time to sew together; A time to be silent and time to speak.
A time to love and a time to hate; A time for war and a time for peace.

Separation Anxiety?

•November 19, 2010 • Leave a Comment

I have referenced her before but Dixie is my dog. I mentioned that recently I went back home in SC to be with my family. I took Dixie with me because she travels well and the farm is good for her.

On the day I went to church with the family, I left Dixie inside the house. She is an inside (mostly) dog so nothing she hadn’t done before. But this time being in a new environment and me leaving her must have been too much. Of course she didn’t know I was returning shortly.

When we did get back to the house, she was really happy to see me. I was happy to see her. The house however was a mess. She had torn some wooden blinds down and chewed on them (they were installed with 2.5 inch nails), dragged the trash can and her food bowl into my bed, rummaged thru the trash in kitchen and moved all of my shoes around. She had never done anything like that before.   I was not happy to see what she had done but after thinking about the situation, I understood. She did lose her indoor privileges for a while and every time I had to leave after that but the offense was quickly forgotten.

Her actions got me thinking…When we see our Master is leaving us, do we get anxious? Are we willing to tear the house up to get to Him? Do we do things out of character because of our new environment?
I could only hope so.

It is my prayer that you will do whatever it takes to get to God if you sense He has departed your presence. He will return shortly. And He will be happy to see you. I hope He is happy do see what you have done.

Sometimes there are no other words…

•November 2, 2010 • 1 Comment

Recently I was in church with my family.  It is the church I grew up in.  Part of the service is a quiet time of prayer.  It was during this time that an ovverwhelming since of greatfulness came over me and all I could say to the Lord is…
Thank you, thank you, thank you.  Thank you for Your grace, for Your mercy, for Your provision, for Your protection, for Your love, for Your blessings, for never giving up on me.  When there are no other words to say, tell the Lord thank you.

Hey, Look at the Birds!

•October 11, 2010 • 1 Comment

Anyone who knows me knows I am a little ADD so in the middle of a conversation or doing something my attention can be drawn to something else rather easily.  Sometimes I even joke with people and while talking will say, “Hey look at the birds!”  I also at times worry.  Worry about finances, work, life, family, circumstances etc. I know that worrying doesn’t help or add a minute to our life but that is just my sometimes reality.

So one rainy day, in one of my worrying states as I am leaving the house, my attention was drawn to this large bird in the grass beside the sidewalk. The bird is just standing there in the rain. Now I don’t know if birds have expressions but this one kinda had this look about it that said, no need to worry.  Here is this bird in circumstances that look like they should be a good reason to worry and yet he  does not look concerned at all.

As I saw the bird the Lord spoke to me from Matthew 6:25-26 “For this reason I say to you, do not be worried about your life, as to what you will eat or what you will drink; nor for your body, as to what you will put on.  Is not life more than food, and the body more than clothing?  Look at the birds of the air, that they do not sow, nor reap nor gather into barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them.  Are you not worth much more than they?”

The next time you worry, look around at all the things in nature that are not.  It is a gentle reminder from the Lord that He is concerned for us, that He loves us, that He will never leave us nor forsake us.  So in my need to hear confirmation from the Lord that everything is going to be alright, He says “Hey, look at the Birds!”

The Final Roll Call

•September 21, 2010 • 1 Comment

I had to attend a Military funeral for one of the Soldiers in our unit recently.  He was young and died in a tragic accident.  There was a big group of us there to show support for his family and to let them know he had other family as well.  So as we line the walls of the funeral home, the Chaplin for our unit speaks.  Then some close friends of the deceased.  Then our Commander.  And again the Chaplin.  Now everything was as normal until the Chaplin called up our Command Sergeant Major.  He is the highest ranking enlisted person in the room.  He calls us all to attention and then proceeds to do role call.  He calls out individuals, they answer present.  He calls out our individual companies and we respond with our mottos.  He calls out the name of the deceased and there is no answer.  He again calls the full name of the deceased.  Only silence.  Then TAPS is played.  That was the saddest part of the funeral service.

One day there will be a final role call.  Jesus will open the Lambs Book of Life and read from it the names of those who have been added.  Having your name called will allow you access for all eternity into Heaven.  Will your name be called?  Will you be present at the final role call?

Periods of Silence

•September 21, 2010 • Leave a Comment

I have been away and busy with Military stuff since my last blog but I thought tonight I would title that time away as Periods of Silence. I think there are times in our lives when God, even though really He is incapable of being silent, let’s us grow by not giving anything new. In those times do not doubt that He is still there and still speaking into you.
Now let’s begin again to hear what the Lord has to say…

The Lifter of My Head

•July 7, 2010 • Leave a Comment

In 2009 I wanted to add a dog to the one cat household.  So I went down to the Animal Shelter/pound to start looking.  If you have been to a pound you know they are all about the same. The have small cages, like prison cells, for the animals to live in.  Once you go to one you know animals were not meant to live this way.  This is how Dixie came into the household. She came from the pound. Dixie belonged to someone else,  so she had a previous life, albeit not a good one, and it landed her into this prison, so to speak, which is where we found her.

Dixie is a Lab mix and has beautiful brown eyes.  And like most Labs knows how to use them to express her needs or wants.  She likes long walks and loves to swim.  She still hasn’t quite figured out Mocha (the cat).  The other day I went to put Dixie’s collar on her for one of her daily walks and she lowered her head.  Now she didn’t lower her head in a way as to assist me with the collar, she lowered it in a timid or shameful way. She wasn’t in trouble and I didn’t do anything to indicate she was being punished.  All I wanted to do was to spend time with her and enjoy a walk together.  As I saw her in that state I gently reached down under her chin and lifted her head to look at me.    I did that to reassure her that in her new life I don’t pay attention to what happened in her former life.   It means nothing in this new place for her and I don’t concern myself with it.  It was really strange but it lead me to this passage in Psalms 3:3 “But You, O Lord are a shield about me.  My glory and the One who lifts my head”.

You see, we like Dixie, before coming to the Lord had a previous life.  It was not a good life and it lead us to the pound/prison.  God in His mercy and desire to bring us into His family came to the pound and rescued us.  In rescuing us, He wants to fill all our needs and spend enjoyable time with us but sometimes we remember our previous life and look down on ourselves.  The Lord, in our new life with Him, doesn’t pay attention to our former life, it means nothing in this new place and He doesn’t concern Himself with it.  Notice from the passage we don’t lift our head, God does.  He simply reaches down, puts His hand under our chin and gently lifts our head to look at Him.

Mama used to tell me, “Son keep your chin up.”  She said that to encourage me.  It’s hard to look down when your chin is lifted.  So remember, The Lord is a shield about you.  He is your protector and covers all around you.  He is your glory, a special cause for pride, respect or delight.  He is the One who lifts your head.