Saturday, May 29, 2010
And then there were four
Daxxy hit the bit Eight Oh just a couple of minutes ago. She has a lot of work to do in gathering up emblems so she doesn't get laughed out of heroics. Yay on her!
Wednesday, May 26, 2010
5 days off!
I have the next five days off, so I doubt I'll be posting anything.
I have renamed my Blacksmith/Enchanting hunter to Daxea and decided to level her to 80 or at least 75. I'm replacing some of my hunters with other toons that have the same tradeskills, but since these two professions are somewhat expensive to level, I decided to keep this one. And her former name was just nerdy...
Daxxy the Druid is once again front and center. She's about two bubbles from level 76 and has healed VH a couple of times, DT a couple of times, and HoS once. Yes, Halls of Stone at 75; not bad if I do say so myself. (and I do!).
My hope is that over the next five days (wife's off to Texas to visit her best friend from Alaska), I can get Daxxy up to 80. Of course, I'll probably be doing at least one daily on Daxea for the emblems.
I'm also working on a project to compare the different gear sets for a raiding Shadow Priest. Basically, I'm trying to recreate a sandbox to select different level 264 gear (for now) and see how the stats change so I can plan out my DKP purchases. I'm sure there's probably something like this out on the web; I'm just too lazy to find it (or it's blocked at work.)
That's about all that's been goin' on. Tonight is a fresh ICC; we have been doing at least Heroic Lootship, and hopefully we can attempt another Heroic version tonight.
I have renamed my Blacksmith/Enchanting hunter to Daxea and decided to level her to 80 or at least 75. I'm replacing some of my hunters with other toons that have the same tradeskills, but since these two professions are somewhat expensive to level, I decided to keep this one. And her former name was just nerdy...
Daxxy the Druid is once again front and center. She's about two bubbles from level 76 and has healed VH a couple of times, DT a couple of times, and HoS once. Yes, Halls of Stone at 75; not bad if I do say so myself. (and I do!).
My hope is that over the next five days (wife's off to Texas to visit her best friend from Alaska), I can get Daxxy up to 80. Of course, I'll probably be doing at least one daily on Daxea for the emblems.
I'm also working on a project to compare the different gear sets for a raiding Shadow Priest. Basically, I'm trying to recreate a sandbox to select different level 264 gear (for now) and see how the stats change so I can plan out my DKP purchases. I'm sure there's probably something like this out on the web; I'm just too lazy to find it (or it's blocked at work.)
That's about all that's been goin' on. Tonight is a fresh ICC; we have been doing at least Heroic Lootship, and hopefully we can attempt another Heroic version tonight.
Thursday, May 20, 2010
Mentoring, I does it
We have another priest (Imp) in The Ebon School that spends half his time healing and the other half DPSing as Shadow. A month or two ago, he kicked my butt into gear when he outDPS'd me on Saurafang (in my defense, he didn't switch targets). After that fight, I asked him what he was doing because obviously, I was doing it wrong.
Fast forward to the present, and, he has acquired gear that is almost the same item level as mine, but with my recent improvements, I was pretty much smoking him on every fight. In his defense, I only play Shadow, and I recently have made significant strides in bettering my DPS, but still, he was looking for help.
And I was more than happy to divulge all that I had learned - Drop Mind Blast if you have a hard time managing four spells, Shadow Fiend iz 4 DPS, Shadow Word: Death on the run, all the stuff in this post.
Before I made my improvements, I had some trepidation about being replaced by this guy if I couldn't step it up, and I'm not sure if I would have been so forthcoming with this information. Thankfully, I was able to squeeze more out of my toon, and consequently, I was glad to pass along my gains.
Last night, I saw a significant increase in his DPS to the point where he was almost out doing me. Almost.
See, I have something that he will probably never have: Dad Strength. I view the other DPSers as competitors and another Shadow Priest as my number one rival. I will use every trick in the book to outdo my fellow DPSers and moreso when another SP is in the mix.
How does this relate to Dad Strength? Well, Dad Strength is that extra bit of whatever that Dads have when competing with their (usually sons) offspring in feats of strength. We run faster, push harder, and generally will hurt ourselves all in the name of besting our posterity. "I sired you and you.....will.....NOT......beat me!"
Of course, I am not that other SP's father, but I am the senior Shadow Priest in the raid, and I'll be damned if some snot nosed little upstart is going to beat me at my own game. So, I push a little harder, I focus a bit more sharper, I....am....on it!
Yeah, there's something to be said for the "hunger" of the newbie, but don't underestimate the shear will and drive of the established player. Experience trumps exuberance.
But, soon, I expect that as Imp gains experience, he may well consistently out do me; I mean, I'm nothing special. When that day comes, I'll be able to sit back and bask in the glow of a proud papa - "Yep, that's my boy!"
...and maybe I can switch mains to my hunter....muhuhuhahahahaha.
Fast forward to the present, and, he has acquired gear that is almost the same item level as mine, but with my recent improvements, I was pretty much smoking him on every fight. In his defense, I only play Shadow, and I recently have made significant strides in bettering my DPS, but still, he was looking for help.
And I was more than happy to divulge all that I had learned - Drop Mind Blast if you have a hard time managing four spells, Shadow Fiend iz 4 DPS, Shadow Word: Death on the run, all the stuff in this post.
Before I made my improvements, I had some trepidation about being replaced by this guy if I couldn't step it up, and I'm not sure if I would have been so forthcoming with this information. Thankfully, I was able to squeeze more out of my toon, and consequently, I was glad to pass along my gains.
Last night, I saw a significant increase in his DPS to the point where he was almost out doing me. Almost.
See, I have something that he will probably never have: Dad Strength. I view the other DPSers as competitors and another Shadow Priest as my number one rival. I will use every trick in the book to outdo my fellow DPSers and moreso when another SP is in the mix.
How does this relate to Dad Strength? Well, Dad Strength is that extra bit of whatever that Dads have when competing with their (usually sons) offspring in feats of strength. We run faster, push harder, and generally will hurt ourselves all in the name of besting our posterity. "I sired you and you.....will.....NOT......beat me!"
Of course, I am not that other SP's father, but I am the senior Shadow Priest in the raid, and I'll be damned if some snot nosed little upstart is going to beat me at my own game. So, I push a little harder, I focus a bit more sharper, I....am....on it!
Yeah, there's something to be said for the "hunger" of the newbie, but don't underestimate the shear will and drive of the established player. Experience trumps exuberance.
But, soon, I expect that as Imp gains experience, he may well consistently out do me; I mean, I'm nothing special. When that day comes, I'll be able to sit back and bask in the glow of a proud papa - "Yep, that's my boy!"
...and maybe I can switch mains to my hunter....muhuhuhahahahaha.
Tuesday, May 18, 2010
On making my son cry
For those of you keeping track of the goings on in my family, you know that last August, we kicked out our oldest son because he just didn't want to follow some simple house rules.
Since then, we have maintained, what I thought, was a pretty good relationship. It's amazing how relaxed you can be when you are no longer trying to actively parent your child and can just hang out with them.
Now, my son has been through various struggles both financially and emotionally due to the situation that he has brought upon himself. He has learned from some of them, but as far as we've been able to tell, he still had a lot of growing up to do.
In short, I think he's where most 20 year olds are if they don't have a strong internal drive or a strong external driver - Just kinda floundering.
So, last Friday, my wife came up with the bright idea of buying him a car as his is about to blow up any day now (it's 19 years old, and has over 180k miles on it).
My first response was not only "No", but "Hell NO!" He can't even take care of the one he has! He isn't doing anything to deserve a new car! I will NOT bail him out again!
That's when the Lord stepped in.
He asked me, "Don't I give good gifts to you?"
"Well, yes, of course You do, but..."
"And do you deserve them?"
"no, but!"
"So, I give you good gifts that you don't deserve."
/sigh, "Yeah..."
"And you won't do the same for your son?"
That's when I knew what I would be doing on Saturday. Long story short, we found a steal of a deal for what we were willing to spend, got it checked out by a mechanic, and agreed to buy it.
Yesterday, I called my son and asked if he could meet me at the house. He agreed. I put the car in the garage so he wouldn't suspect anything, and when he arrived, I called my wife so she could give him the news.
Oh, I must be a bad influence on her, because she actually lead him down the primrose path for a bit. She had him go out to the garage (I followed) and was wanting him to take home some box. Well, he was looking all around for it but didn't see it. Then she asked if he saw a silver car in the garage, to which he replied in the affirmative.
Then she said, "It's yours." After an initial "No way!", my son broke down crying and hugging me. It turns out, it was a very opportune time for such a gift.
It is good to give gifts to our children, whether they deserve it or not. I'm glad I followed the Lord's leading, and I'm glad that the Lord gives us good gifts, whether we deserve them or not.
To God be the glory.
Since then, we have maintained, what I thought, was a pretty good relationship. It's amazing how relaxed you can be when you are no longer trying to actively parent your child and can just hang out with them.
Now, my son has been through various struggles both financially and emotionally due to the situation that he has brought upon himself. He has learned from some of them, but as far as we've been able to tell, he still had a lot of growing up to do.
In short, I think he's where most 20 year olds are if they don't have a strong internal drive or a strong external driver - Just kinda floundering.
So, last Friday, my wife came up with the bright idea of buying him a car as his is about to blow up any day now (it's 19 years old, and has over 180k miles on it).
My first response was not only "No", but "Hell NO!" He can't even take care of the one he has! He isn't doing anything to deserve a new car! I will NOT bail him out again!
That's when the Lord stepped in.
He asked me, "Don't I give good gifts to you?"
"Well, yes, of course You do, but..."
"And do you deserve them?"
"no, but!"
"So, I give you good gifts that you don't deserve."
/sigh, "Yeah..."
"And you won't do the same for your son?"
That's when I knew what I would be doing on Saturday. Long story short, we found a steal of a deal for what we were willing to spend, got it checked out by a mechanic, and agreed to buy it.
Yesterday, I called my son and asked if he could meet me at the house. He agreed. I put the car in the garage so he wouldn't suspect anything, and when he arrived, I called my wife so she could give him the news.
Oh, I must be a bad influence on her, because she actually lead him down the primrose path for a bit. She had him go out to the garage (I followed) and was wanting him to take home some box. Well, he was looking all around for it but didn't see it. Then she asked if he saw a silver car in the garage, to which he replied in the affirmative.
Then she said, "It's yours." After an initial "No way!", my son broke down crying and hugging me. It turns out, it was a very opportune time for such a gift.
It is good to give gifts to our children, whether they deserve it or not. I'm glad I followed the Lord's leading, and I'm glad that the Lord gives us good gifts, whether we deserve them or not.
To God be the glory.
Stalkers...I haz dem
Ever since Friday, I have had two stalkers that I've noticed in game. So far they haven't made any real threats, and on a couple of occasions, they've really helped me out, so I don't think I'll be reporting them or anything.
It started on Friday with a whisper on Suramar.
The whispering continued on Saturday.
And later on that night, I saw that they had been invited into The Ebon School (that's Kael'thas for those of you late to the party)!
On Sunday, they were both in the raid for a couple of bosses...
Last night, one of them wiped a couple of times on Sin with us.
So, I just want to officially recognize the fact that my favorite stalkers, Jay and Robin, are not only baaaaaaaaack, they're in my guild, stealin' mai epix!
Oh, we're gonna have a lot of fun....heh heh...
Speaking of which, last night, I let the guild in on one of my favorite jokes. It goes like this:
[Guild]: Hey, my anus is really chapped. (I usually prefer to be more subtle like "Ouch, ate too much hot food last night and it's burning on the way out")
(then a second or two later)[Guild]: anyone got some chapstick I can borrow? I'll give it right back.
Then, when ever a guildy logs on, ask if I can borrow their chapstick. It was pretty funny last night as half the guild urged them to let me and the other half was warning them not to...BTW, thanks for loaning me your chapstick, Robin! I stuck it back in your purse...
It started on Friday with a whisper on Suramar.
The whispering continued on Saturday.
And later on that night, I saw that they had been invited into The Ebon School (that's Kael'thas for those of you late to the party)!
On Sunday, they were both in the raid for a couple of bosses...
Last night, one of them wiped a couple of times on Sin with us.
So, I just want to officially recognize the fact that my favorite stalkers, Jay and Robin, are not only baaaaaaaaack, they're in my guild, stealin' mai epix!
Oh, we're gonna have a lot of fun....heh heh...
Speaking of which, last night, I let the guild in on one of my favorite jokes. It goes like this:
[Guild]: Hey, my anus is really chapped. (I usually prefer to be more subtle like "Ouch, ate too much hot food last night and it's burning on the way out")
(then a second or two later)[Guild]: anyone got some chapstick I can borrow? I'll give it right back.
Then, when ever a guildy logs on, ask if I can borrow their chapstick. It was pretty funny last night as half the guild urged them to let me and the other half was warning them not to...BTW, thanks for loaning me your chapstick, Robin! I stuck it back in your purse...
Working on Sin...
...dragosa.
Last night we had a two and a half hour wipefest, uh, learning fest, on Sindragosa. I like this; it's interesting, it's fun, and I was the top caster DPSer on every....single....attempt.
/preen.
It has taken a fair amount of work to get to where I am playing my Shadow Priest. I practiced on dummies, I checked my priority list, I abandoned Mind Blast (for a while, it's back in the line up), I've started spending DKP on side grades to lower my Hit to a more reasonable level.
But most of all, I've gotten better at anticipating which spell I should be casting at which time to maximize my DPS. Since all of my spells have different durations/cooldowns, and they aren't synced up with each other, I don't have a set rotation that works all the time. I do, however, have a rhythm that I get into as I click (yes, click) my buttons.
I am VERY happy that my DPS actually reflects my gear score now. I still have have some gear to swap out to get my Hit down, all of it side grades. My plan is to get the 264 T10 Shoulders, which have no Hit on them, and then start swapping out pieces with Hit on them for other pieces with Hit on them to fine tune my set up. I have 3 or 4 different rings that will help with this, as well as a couple of different items I can put in slots in order to get as close as I can get to just above the Hit cap. Hopefully, that will give me the maximum Spell Power and Haste that I can get.
Hopefully....
Anyways, we only got to phase 3 a couple of times, so most of our practice was in phase 1 (ground) and phase 2 (air). I got the {magic debuff} (can't be bothered to look up the correct name) a fair number of times, and I found out some interesting things as they relate to me specifically (your mileage may vary.)
There are two events that happen right around the time the debuff falls off (and you take damage from the stacks that you've accumulated): The pull in and the air phase.
I found that I could merrily cast away before the pull in and stack as many stacks as I wanted because she would pull us in with more than 5 seconds to go on the debuff. Since I had to run away from her and not cast, I used that time to let the stacks expire; sometimes this would happen just before the debuff wore off.
The same thing went for the air phase; we gather up at the bottom of the stairs for the start of the air phase, so I'd just let my stacks expire during that time.
Now, I did miss time the debuff a time or two, but by and large, I was able to continue DPSing despite having the debuff. And I think that is why I did so well last night, among other things previously mentioned. Oh and living. It's really hard to DPS when you're dead; I mean, it happens for a bit because of my DoTs, but...still.
One of the things that I did to help out (and ensure my survival) was that when I got Ice Tombed, before I froze, I cast Gift of the Naaru and a Renew on myself (/gasp. AND BROKE OUT OF SHADOWFORM?????!!!!1). Yes, and broke out of shadowform. A little tweak for next time: cast Renew first because I didn't always get that one off and it's more powerful than GotN.
Another tweak for next time is to make a targeting macro! I'll take my existing targeting macro from one of my other fights and switch it to:
/cleartarget
/tar Ice Tomb
/stopmacro [nodead, harm]
/tar Sin
That way, if an Ice Tomb is up, I'll be able to target it right away.
Sindragosa, your days are numbered...
Last night we had a two and a half hour wipefest, uh, learning fest, on Sindragosa. I like this; it's interesting, it's fun, and I was the top caster DPSer on every....single....attempt.
/preen.
It has taken a fair amount of work to get to where I am playing my Shadow Priest. I practiced on dummies, I checked my priority list, I abandoned Mind Blast (for a while, it's back in the line up), I've started spending DKP on side grades to lower my Hit to a more reasonable level.
But most of all, I've gotten better at anticipating which spell I should be casting at which time to maximize my DPS. Since all of my spells have different durations/cooldowns, and they aren't synced up with each other, I don't have a set rotation that works all the time. I do, however, have a rhythm that I get into as I click (yes, click) my buttons.
I am VERY happy that my DPS actually reflects my gear score now. I still have have some gear to swap out to get my Hit down, all of it side grades. My plan is to get the 264 T10 Shoulders, which have no Hit on them, and then start swapping out pieces with Hit on them for other pieces with Hit on them to fine tune my set up. I have 3 or 4 different rings that will help with this, as well as a couple of different items I can put in slots in order to get as close as I can get to just above the Hit cap. Hopefully, that will give me the maximum Spell Power and Haste that I can get.
Hopefully....
Anyways, we only got to phase 3 a couple of times, so most of our practice was in phase 1 (ground) and phase 2 (air). I got the {magic debuff} (can't be bothered to look up the correct name) a fair number of times, and I found out some interesting things as they relate to me specifically (your mileage may vary.)
There are two events that happen right around the time the debuff falls off (and you take damage from the stacks that you've accumulated): The pull in and the air phase.
I found that I could merrily cast away before the pull in and stack as many stacks as I wanted because she would pull us in with more than 5 seconds to go on the debuff. Since I had to run away from her and not cast, I used that time to let the stacks expire; sometimes this would happen just before the debuff wore off.
The same thing went for the air phase; we gather up at the bottom of the stairs for the start of the air phase, so I'd just let my stacks expire during that time.
Now, I did miss time the debuff a time or two, but by and large, I was able to continue DPSing despite having the debuff. And I think that is why I did so well last night, among other things previously mentioned. Oh and living. It's really hard to DPS when you're dead; I mean, it happens for a bit because of my DoTs, but...still.
One of the things that I did to help out (and ensure my survival) was that when I got Ice Tombed, before I froze, I cast Gift of the Naaru and a Renew on myself (/gasp. AND BROKE OUT OF SHADOWFORM?????!!!!1). Yes, and broke out of shadowform. A little tweak for next time: cast Renew first because I didn't always get that one off and it's more powerful than GotN.
Another tweak for next time is to make a targeting macro! I'll take my existing targeting macro from one of my other fights and switch it to:
/cleartarget
/tar Ice Tomb
/stopmacro [nodead, harm]
/tar Sin
That way, if an Ice Tomb is up, I'll be able to target it right away.
Sindragosa, your days are numbered...
Friday, May 14, 2010
Why God made Dogs
Ever since I became a dog owner last year, I've been noticing things about our puppy that I'm sure dog lovers know quite well. See, I used to like cats and didn't really care for dogs. Of course, Denali has changed all that, and I wouldn't even dream of having a cat over a dog now.
A couple of weeks ago, as God was trying to get my attention once again, I started thinking about how much my relationship to Denali was like God's relationship to me. It was a little disturbing to realize how much I act like my dog in God's eyes...
Like any dog, Denali has the habit of eating almost anything that she thinks is good for her, regardless of if it actually is or not. She eats dryer sheets, Kleenex, rocks, dirt, grass, almost anything that hits the floor in the kitchen (not too fond of carrots, though), cat poop, goose poop, and other things that I'm sure are worse. (and licks my face afterward....).
Sometimes, she throws up her ill advised snack only to try to eat it again. Sometimes, she's fearful that I will try to take something away from her, so she wolfs it down before I can get it. Sometimes, she lays around feeling awful from non-food making its way through her digestive tract. And the sad thing is that she probably doesn't associate feeling bad with what she ate.
Like any human, I have the habit of doing almost anything that I think....wait a minute!
...
/sigh. Yes, I do things regardless of whether it is good for me or not. And, yes, I often consume activities, thoughts, attitudes, and entertainment that is not healthy for me even though God's word warns against such things.
Sometimes, I feel terrible when the consequences of my actions come back on me, but all too often, I don't associate them with the actions that precipitated them. Or, more to the point, I don't want to admit that action/thought A produced consequence B, and after a bit I forget all about or minimize consequence B and go back to doing A.
Denali loves going for walks. We have a retractable leash that we use so she has about a 16' radius that she can wander around as we walk. And let me tell you, she uses every bit of it as she runs back and forth, left and right, around and around. Sometimes she stops and wants to investigate something further, and I end up tugging on the leash to get her to catch up. Other times, she runs on ahead and, on one or two occasions, clothes lined herself.
For the most part, I let her run where ever she wants; there are times, though, that I want her to walk with me in the heel position; times such as when she's spooked by a motorcycle, or if there is a fair bit of traffic, or around small children (she sees them as other dogs and wants to jump on them). It takes some "reminding" of what the heel command means, but, by and large, she remembers and walks with me until I give her the command "free dog."
God loves walking with His children. He uses a pretty big retractable leash on us so we can pretty much go where ever we want. But, just like I won't let Denali just sit there or get too far ahead of me, God won't just let me sit around or run too far ahead (although He's much more patient with me than I am with Denali....Come on, let's go!). And yes, I more prone to sitting and having Him tug on my leash, but there have been times where I've clothes lined myself.
And while God allows a huge amount of freedom in our Christian walk, there are times where He knows it's best for us to be close by Him walking in step with Him; it may be due to rough times on the horizon that we need to be near the comfort of our Father. It might be for our safety and the avoidance of negative consequences. It could be so that we are mindful of our relationship to Him and the other humans so we don't jump all over them.
I love Denali. I see her as a beautiful puppy and a joy to be around. I wouldn't trade her for all the money in the world or even for the best behaved dog in the universe. I love her unconditionally; she could eat my brand new monitor or ruin my most prized possession tonight, and tomorrow, after I'd had a good cry I'm sure, I'd still love her. I mean, come on, she doesn't know what she's doing, she's a dog!
God loves me. He sees me as a beautiful child and a joy to be around. He wouldn't trade me for all the money in the world, in fact He gave His own most precious Son in sacrifice so that He could spend eternity with me! He loves me unconditionally, so when I act like a dog, He understands. I mean, come on, I don't know what I'm doing, I'm dust! Yet He loves me regardless.
So, God made dogs so that I can see myself as He sees me - ignorant, flighty, wonderful, and worth sacrificing for. Lord, help me to be more like you, and less like Denali.
A couple of weeks ago, as God was trying to get my attention once again, I started thinking about how much my relationship to Denali was like God's relationship to me. It was a little disturbing to realize how much I act like my dog in God's eyes...
Like any dog, Denali has the habit of eating almost anything that she thinks is good for her, regardless of if it actually is or not. She eats dryer sheets, Kleenex, rocks, dirt, grass, almost anything that hits the floor in the kitchen (not too fond of carrots, though), cat poop, goose poop, and other things that I'm sure are worse. (and licks my face afterward....).
Sometimes, she throws up her ill advised snack only to try to eat it again. Sometimes, she's fearful that I will try to take something away from her, so she wolfs it down before I can get it. Sometimes, she lays around feeling awful from non-food making its way through her digestive tract. And the sad thing is that she probably doesn't associate feeling bad with what she ate.
Like any human, I have the habit of doing almost anything that I think....wait a minute!
...
/sigh. Yes, I do things regardless of whether it is good for me or not. And, yes, I often consume activities, thoughts, attitudes, and entertainment that is not healthy for me even though God's word warns against such things.
Sometimes, I feel terrible when the consequences of my actions come back on me, but all too often, I don't associate them with the actions that precipitated them. Or, more to the point, I don't want to admit that action/thought A produced consequence B, and after a bit I forget all about or minimize consequence B and go back to doing A.
Denali loves going for walks. We have a retractable leash that we use so she has about a 16' radius that she can wander around as we walk. And let me tell you, she uses every bit of it as she runs back and forth, left and right, around and around. Sometimes she stops and wants to investigate something further, and I end up tugging on the leash to get her to catch up. Other times, she runs on ahead and, on one or two occasions, clothes lined herself.
For the most part, I let her run where ever she wants; there are times, though, that I want her to walk with me in the heel position; times such as when she's spooked by a motorcycle, or if there is a fair bit of traffic, or around small children (she sees them as other dogs and wants to jump on them). It takes some "reminding" of what the heel command means, but, by and large, she remembers and walks with me until I give her the command "free dog."
God loves walking with His children. He uses a pretty big retractable leash on us so we can pretty much go where ever we want. But, just like I won't let Denali just sit there or get too far ahead of me, God won't just let me sit around or run too far ahead (although He's much more patient with me than I am with Denali....Come on, let's go!). And yes, I more prone to sitting and having Him tug on my leash, but there have been times where I've clothes lined myself.
And while God allows a huge amount of freedom in our Christian walk, there are times where He knows it's best for us to be close by Him walking in step with Him; it may be due to rough times on the horizon that we need to be near the comfort of our Father. It might be for our safety and the avoidance of negative consequences. It could be so that we are mindful of our relationship to Him and the other humans so we don't jump all over them.
I love Denali. I see her as a beautiful puppy and a joy to be around. I wouldn't trade her for all the money in the world or even for the best behaved dog in the universe. I love her unconditionally; she could eat my brand new monitor or ruin my most prized possession tonight, and tomorrow, after I'd had a good cry I'm sure, I'd still love her. I mean, come on, she doesn't know what she's doing, she's a dog!
God loves me. He sees me as a beautiful child and a joy to be around. He wouldn't trade me for all the money in the world, in fact He gave His own most precious Son in sacrifice so that He could spend eternity with me! He loves me unconditionally, so when I act like a dog, He understands. I mean, come on, I don't know what I'm doing, I'm dust! Yet He loves me regardless.
So, God made dogs so that I can see myself as He sees me - ignorant, flighty, wonderful, and worth sacrificing for. Lord, help me to be more like you, and less like Denali.
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