Meg and I had to put down Dakota, our fourteen year old golden retriever last Tuesday. The decision was exceptionally difficult, but necessary. His leaving was sweet, as Meg and I lay close to his head while the vet administer a strong anesthetic while Dakota rested outside on our driveway. What so deeply affected me during his last days was the incredible love he has given us. We were the center of his life; he craved our attention and returned it with total devotion. I wish I could love my neighbor as Dakota loved me; I wish I could make God the same center of my life. Yet despite my failings, I know that God, through giving me/us his son, Jesus Christ, loves us each so very deeply, so very tenderly.
An elder told his grandson, “My son, there is a battle between two wolves inside us all. One is Evil. It is anger, jealousy, greed, resentment, inferiority, lies, and ego. The other is Good. It is joy, peace, love, hope, humility, kindness, empathy, and truth.”
Meg and I took Jasmine, our Chinese student, back to Eugene this past Saturday. She is doing well, studying for her Masters degree in Accounting at the University of Oregon. Meg and I then traveled west to the beach town of Florence. From there we went north, stopping for a wonderful sunset at Seal Rock. We spent Saturday and Sunday nights in Depoe Boe, a delightful small harbor on the central Oregon coast. The water spout pictures are from the breakwater at Depoe Bay. You stand in the parking area, where just below the waves crash and thunder against the rocks. You could not be any closer to the power of the Pacific Ocean than this. In January, the angle of sun at mid morning creates a rainbow in the spray of the blowhole, as the storm driven, high tide waves, crash into it. Meg and stood transfixed in awe for most of the morning watching this synthesis of power and beauty.