My Dog isn’t a Golden Retriever: A Nature Study

Society is a mess right now. There is a lot of fear. Fear for the future, fear for our families, fear against our fellow man. I have a couple stories.

I have a Rottweiler named Ripley. He is my baby boy and I’m obsessed with him. The last two years have been hard for me when it comes to Ripley. I thought he had a major personality flaw. Ripley is territorial of our house, Natalia, and mostly me. He follows me from room to room, puts his head on my lap when I go to the bathroom, and does his “big boy bark” when I am in the carpool line. He doesn’t like Natalia’s school administrators. It doesn’t matter that everybody’s body language is happy and non-threatening. He’s not having it.

We took him to doggy boot camp and he is one of the best-trained territorial Rottweilers ever. I have buzzed his “attention” collar to correct his “big boy bark” when we are in the carpool line, or when people walk too close to the house, to no avail. Before we knew the extent of Ripley’s territorial feelings, we allowed him to roam the house when Natalia’s friends were over. That stopped when he bit one of her friends on the pinkie. He didn’t break the skin, but he got her. It scared everyone and I was devastated. A misguided parent called Animal Control to investigate our “jerk-face” dog, and I am so glad that happened. I gained insight that I never would have if she and I hadn’t sat down and talked.

She (Animal Control Officer) told me that Ripley isn’t a vicious dog, nor is he a bad dog. He is doing what is in his nature and this cannot be “trained” out of him. He loves his

family more than anything and when we are in our house, he is guarding us. It is his purpose. All Rottweilers inherently do this, some stronger than others. The force is strong with Ripley. This is why we can take him to the dog park or hiking and he will run up to people for his head to be scratched and even sat in a lady’s lap the other week. He was off duty. The problem wasn’t with Ripley, the problem was with my perspective, lack of understanding, and need for control.

Let’s talk about God. I’m going to give you God from Jeremy’s perspective to the best of my understanding from our conversations. Jeremy’s big turning point toward “no God-ness” was Sandy Hook. That horrific day when the children were taken by gunfire by the hands other hate-filled children. He asked me “How could a God who has total power do that?” At the time I didn’t have an answer for him. I guess I still don’t. I have my own insight though, and I want to share it because there is so much hate being plastered on the media.

As Chip Ingram would say: God is not a vending machine. Let that sink in for a second. You don’t get to follow rules, pray certain prayers, go to a revival or two, hang out with other Christians, and in response have a god that spits out blessings. The best friends you have in your life want nothing from you. If you say “no”, they are okay with that. They respect you. They understand that “no” is a complete sentence and you don’t always need to explain why. God deserves that kind of friendship from you. He has asked to be your family, not your pansy to fulfill every whim. Satan can do that. Money? Satan has your number. Sex? Satan knows what rings your bell. Relationships? Sorry, Satan can’t help you there, but he’ll give you some people to hang out with that will spend your money and have sex with you.

I was so mad at Ripley for biting that little girl. How could my well-trained, good dog do something so bad? Because it was in his nature. How can good people do things like murder other humans, molest their children, gossip, lie to each other? Because it is in our nature. Eve was the first to demonstrate the pull sin has in our minds. That’s where the real battle takes place. Call it a conscience, call it a moral choice; it’s still a power struggle between your ears. The apostle Paul talked about being purposeful with the thoughts you allow because they have the power to take over your life (2 Corinth: 10:1-18). The struggle may just look like me versus the plate of nachos, but it is really about me eating my stress and needing to deal with my troubles. I know you can relate. I’ve watched a friend slowly slide into anorexia that totally took over her life. It wasn’t a battle between her and her food. It was a struggle in her mind. I struggle with depression that effects every aspect of my life and relationships. The war isn’t against the outside situations in my life. It is the inner conversation that I need to control before it washes me away.

Let’s go back to God’s nature. First, if you really want to get an impression of who God is, read the Old Testament. I thought it would be boring (the book of Chronicles is boring), but it’s actually kind of funny. The Israelites were a bunch of orgy loving, naughty children. What it shows is that God is REALLY patient. And consistent. People are bad, not God. People shoot other people, not God. God created perfection, man (given freedom from the beginning) chose rebellion and sin. We are still choosing that today. We want to do things OUR way, on our terms. We want God to bless us according to OUR wants, not what God would have planned for us. Oh no! That would be too scary and not enough control. Like, what if God wants me to be a South American missionary?! I don’t do well in the heat. I want God to bless me in the comfortable way that I choose. Me, me, me. I, I, I. God, make the world act according to MY view of perfection. Actually, God, just move over because I think I would be a better god than you. Satan tried that. It didn’t work out to well for him and he was sent here. To earth. As punishment. Let that settle in when you wonder why our world isn’t “perfect”. This is the celestial “penalty box” right now. Thank God for the blessings you DO have.

We can’t blame God for our rebellious nature that brings perpetual brokenness into the world. Sin is not God’s nature. Perfection is not ours. Grace brings it all together, and boy

do we need it. If you don’t believe in God because people do horrific things to each other, then I feel so sad for your broken heart. I’m not saying that in a southern “bless your heart” kind of way. My husband lives with a broken heart; therefore, my heart breaks for him. Jeremy doesn’t understand how God could “allow” the bad things to happen to innocent people, but it isn’t God’s fault. It is our fault. We have to own our humanity and be humble in front of our Creator. Your belief (or lack thereof) in Him doesn’t change who He is any more than my belief Ripley would have the friendly mind of a Golden Retriever once he was trained. It just isn’t him.

These blogs aren’t to “preach” at you. I really do love you friends. These are messages to Natalia because she will continue to live in a broken world. Her faith will be tested, shaken, and pulled taut. I want her to look at this and know that I understand, but hold tight. Of course we all feel uncomfortable in this world. You weren’t created to stop here. We all know this deep inside us. We were created for something else. God passionately loves you like the perfect parent loves their child. When Christians talk about Heaven and “going home”, we aren’t being macabre. We just know that the blanket of sin is heavy and temporary. I told Jeremy yesterday that I can’t wait to go to heaven because my body is so heavy and painful. I live in constant, nagging pain that even invades my dreams. It’s so temporary. I will shed this busted-up body and get my new one (I Corinth 15:53). I will finally be true to my intended nature. Who and where I was supposed to be. So will Ripley. He hopefully won’t feel the need to “protect” me anymore and the biting will stop. Everybody knows all dog go to heaven… even the “jerk-face” dogs. 

Occultism & My Christianity

I find people generally fall into two categories: People who believe in the supernatural, and those who haven’t experienced it yet. The people who have had experiences but have decided to explain it away after the fact fall into the first category in my opinion. Since this is my blog, well, it’s all my opinion.

Okay, So I’m going to be setting up a few points here before I get to the meat of the topic. Christians are supernaturalists. We believe we have a soul, we believe God is super-duper out of this realm, and we also believe in angels. They are the “worker bees” of heaven. Lucifer was a perfectly created cherub who was both wise and exceptionally beautiful (Ezekiel 28:12-19). Lucifer decided he was too good to not be in charge and got himself kicked out of heaven along with one-third of his friends. Oh, he also got a name change. Lucifer (the morning star) became Satan (the adversary).

Next topic. This scripture is one that will make most people squirm. Ready?! It’s from Ephesians 6:12

For our struggle is not against flesh and blood, but against the rulers, against the authorities, against the powers of this dark world and against the spiritual forces of evil in the heavenly realms.

This means that we are in the middle of a battle whether we like it or not. Either you are ready, or you are a casualty. Your battle isn’t really against your husband who you no longer connect with, your child who has lost her battle to addiction again, or yourself in the throes of depression. You are battling The Adversary. Let’s all picture The Church Lady from Saturday Night Live….. Satan!

Now I’m going to tell you how he got to me and to my kiddo. It was my fault and I have owned it and moved on. My purpose of sharing this is to speak to someone else who unknowingly opens the door to the same mess I did. In essence I was a Christian lady practicing Satanism. Yep. It’s really that simple. Not my best moment, but there it is.

No, I wasn’t sacrificing goats or selling my soul. Satan is smart, remember?! I have a spiritual gift where I can see what some people call “auras”. This led to me being able to see "spirits" in my house. I knew I wasn’t schizophrenic because Natalia could see them too before she knew I had any sort of gift. I have had this gift since I was little. Natalia started when she was four. I’m here to tell you that I struggled to figure out how God would give me, or Natalia for that matter, a “gift” if it was not from Him? To answer that I first went to all the wrong places (Pinterest, books on mediumship) and then I went to the bible (last) along with a couple of pastors. At first I hated the answer. It wasn’t what I wanted to hear.

God does give spiritual gifts. His Holy Spirit dishes out what is appropriate for God’s purpose (I Corinthians 12:7-11). The emphasis is on God. What started out as my house being “busy” with apparitions moving here and there every once and awhile became spirits of people’s relatives passing on messages through me. The messages caused me a lot of anxiety and never made sense to me. They made sense to the person I delivered it to and it was creepy. Yes, just like the mediums on TV. Something in me inherently knew it was “off” and I kept searching for a sense of peace with this “gift” and just wasn’t finding it. In the meantime, Natalia was freaking out because she was seeing “people” in her room more frequently and I was constantly praying over her and her room and burning sage in the house trying to get the “busy-ness” to stop. Something was wrong.

To my friends who I thought I was helping. I’m sorry. Those were not your loved ones. I am a coward that I haven’t told you to your face. I honestly didn’t know when I talked to you and I was doing it in good faith thinking I was helping. Hebrews 9:27 says “Just as people are destined to die once, and after that to face judgment”. There is nothing in the bible that talks about an interim or the need for relatives to communicate back and forth. All communication happens between man and angels, or man and God/His Holy Spirit. He doesn’t need grandpa to validate anything. In other words, when we die we are removed to paradise (like the criminal on the cross next to Jesus) and the “loved ones” that spoke to me were “angels”, but not God's. They were the other one-third.

Why is this important? You may say “Well there isn’t any harm in it because it gives people closure and peace when they seek out mediums.” Remember the Ephesians scripture? It’s the bigger picture and Satan is insidious. He wants your attention off God and, well, anywhere else. Grandpa, yourself, your grief. He doesn’t really care; he just doesn’t want you going to God. If you are going to a medium, or tarot cards, or meditating on your future to create a positive path then you aren’t yielding to God. You are controlling you. Satan loves pride. It’s something he knows best.

There is always a “door point” where the occult gets in. It goes back generations for me and has been in my family all my life, and my mother’s life. I’ll just talk about my stuff, though. When I was in elementary school I played with Ouija boards. I know many people think it is a slumber party game, but it’s not. I actually made one with ripped up pieces of paper and a

drinking glass and used it alone. It worked and I let garbage in. I read countless books on hauntings and demonology. I had Pinterest boards on hauntings and demonic possessions. I used sage to “clean” my house while “praying”, but I was trying to get it done. When I finally realized I had the occult pouring into my life and was cooperating with it, I had a hard talk with God. I said I was sorry. Like the kind of sorry where I don’t do that anymore. I also talked to Natalia and apologized to her and Jeremy for allowing that garbage in the house. Natalia has not seen anything in her room since that day. Nothing.

My spiritual gifts don’t go away, but I turned the mediumship off. Yes, it can be done. There are still times when I “know” things, but I ask God before I react. Satan loves that gift for me because it made me feel special and gave me a sense of pride. At one point another medium offered me a job to work with her as a medium “team”. I know that moment of my life was a test. It was a huge distraction for my faith and my family. It is a stumbling block for sure.

It kills me when people don’t want to accept the totality of the warfare we are in. I am reading a book that eloquently stated some Christians want to reduce God to a “happiness vending machine”. If I do these works, God will produce these blessings. Like any good dad, God wants you to feel loved and in that way happy; but His primary goal isn’t for you to be absorbed in earthly happiness. Your real home is with Him in heaven. That’s why we are so restless here trying to fill that “hole in our soul”. The only thing that fits is God. Not your children, not your job, not your spouse, not your fancy shoes. God.

So what do you do if you want to fill that hole? How do you do it? What are the steps? Well, the most difficult thing, the most radical thing to accept is there is nothing you can do. It is the most painful and beautiful concept to wrap your brain around. Most Christians don’t even have that one down. So you yield. You give up; surrender. You realize that Jesus knew you before you were “you” and took all your mistakes to hell and dropped them off. He did that so your soul could be free to meet Him at the family dinner table. God is a family man. If you aren’t a part of the family, you don’t get in. It’s not about being a “nice person”. You may be a nice person, but if I don’t know you then you aren’t being fed supper by me tonight. By the way we are having Greek quinoa and it’s amazing. Just the same, if you don’t know God, you aren’t getting in. He’s easy to get to know and He’s consistent. Since Jesus pitched your mistakes (sins), God sees you as his child and will never stop fighting for your love. Just like we would never stop fighting for our own children, God loves you so

much more. It’ll make you cry when you figure it out, I swear. Since you don’t “do” anything to be in God’s family besides have a relationship, you don’t have to be “perfect” to get started. He’ll meet you where you are and smooth out the rough spots as needed. If you find yourself feeling like “well, I’m too far gone” or “that’s not for people like me” just remember who’s talking to you. Not God. Satan loves that stuff. It’s an easy target and keeps you off kilter. God doesn’t accuse you, Satan does. God rescues, Satan overwhelms. God loves his family; Satan is out to destroy your relationships. Choose family. Please choose family.