Be A “Bro”

Tuesday’s Column: Dale Mail

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Dale Pollard

Cages lined the back of the pet store. The noise was headache-inducing as the pack of dogs howled and barked in excitement. I wasn’t in the market for a dog that day but I’ve always enjoyed walking into pet stores and being around them. Their happiness and joyful nature is just contagious. It’s hard not to smile at the sight of wagging tails and their high energy. In a world that is saturated with pessimism and depression, these animals seem to give us moments of peace. The day I walked into the store it just happened to be adoption day and that meant at least one certainty— Pits. Big and potentially aggressive muscular breeds that scare most people. I’m not particularly afraid of them, but my apartment couldn’t handle a fury tank like that. At first, it seemed like every kennel had some kind of Pitbull-mix inside but not the last one. This rusty colored little dog wasn’t barking or wagging his tail. He was tucked up against the back corner not making a sound. I opened the gate and crouched down and timidly he poked his head out and placed his paw on my lap. That was the one! I named him “Bro” and he’s been exactly that for the last five years. He has been the source of much laughter and happiness in my life. So I don’t care how ridiculous this sounds, but I pray for him often. 

Be an optimist. It spreads like a wildfire and we have much to be optimistic about. If you need a reminder, I suggest reading Romans 8. The whole chapter serves as a reminder to every faithful Christian that we should eagerly await that future Glory. My short summary of the chapter doesn’t do it justice because there’s a lot packed into it. If the world is getting you down and you struggle with keeping your head up— read it. Paul will give you some detailed reasons why you should be happier than a dog with its head stuck in a peanut butter jar. 

A Big Blip

Dale Pollard

A family decided they didn’t want their little puppy anymore and for whatever reason they decided to dump this dog on the side of the road after tying it in a black plastic bag. At some point there was a woman who was driving down that road and she just happened to notice that something wasn’t right. When she discovered that there was a dog inside the bag she took it to a vet and then, eventually, to an adoption shelter. One day I decided to walk into the pet store to simply look around— and that’s when I saw him. Huddled in the back of his crate, a shaggy and skinny puppy with tan fur sat quietly, while it seemed every other dog in that store was madly barking. I opened the crate and he timidly came out— there was nothing I could do. This dog was mine. I named him “Bro” and to this day he continues to provide loyal companionship and plenty of laughs. The fact is, I’ve never been more attached to another animal and I’d never even think about giving him away. 

Solomon was a man determined to find the purpose of life. In Ecclesiastes we can read about these lavish experiments that he conducts all in the name of research. In the first two chapters he writes in a very depressing manner all the while Divine inspiration drives him toward the answer to life’s greatest question. He acknowledges the fact that everybody in every generation is just a small blip on earth’s timeline. The rich, poor, wise, and foolish all must embrace the same fate. They will all die and will eventually be forgotten. Solomon is concerned that everything, his wealth and kingdom, will be left to a fool after he’s gone, and that’s exactly what happened. Rehoboam, his son, proves to be an awful king and heaps destruction on God’s people. So, what’s the point? None of it matters. Well, without God nothing matters! The word most associated with this book is the word “vanity,” which means “useless or futile.” Without God, your life is worthless and it will amount to nothing. Solomon’s discovery of this unchanging truth will remain true throughout every age because it’s a truth that comes from the Creator of life. 

It’s unlikely that not a single person on earth values your life. Still, even if that were the case, because God’s hand guides you and touches all that you do, you have everything. My dog is not an expensive pure bred beauty, but to me there is no dog that could take his place. Apparently someone didn’t think too highly of him in the past, but that mangy thing lucked out and found the right owner. Who owns you? If money owns you, you’re getting left on the side of the road. If anything in the world owns you, you’re getting left behind. If God doesn’t own your life, you’ll never find purpose or lasting joy in this life— or the next. It could be that you feel like you’ve been placed in a trash bag and the world has mistreated you your entire life. Maybe that’s crushed your confidence and taken your sense of self worth, too. Though our lives are just a blip in the grand scheme of things, God can make your life a big blip by providing you with not only purpose, but with a love far too great to comprehend. The God of heaven has given us a mission and if we accept His invitation we’re going to make a lasting mark on this world— and enjoy lasting bliss in the world to come. 

Bro today