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Produce is not life.

Over the past few years, a considerable part of my life has been devoted to charitable work. I would do a little here and there in the past, but it was after Harvey that I had a realization, and this segment of my life took a more considerable step for me. The work I enjoy is and has always been hands-on. While writing a check is perfect for others, I wanted to experience being at the ground level to see and feel the issues at hand. I wanted to look into peoples eyes and feel a connection between their struggles, and I want them to know I care for them. I want to help as many as I can see that despite negatives, there can always something positive in their life. Sometimes we do not know what that may be at the time. I have noticed over the years that the only place in life that puts me in a clear mental place where nothing else matters is this line of work. When I am at these places where other issues are far worse than anything I have ever experienced in my life, it changes me and my mindset. I realize that nothing else life matters. That text message, call, or email can wait because there are people who need me. I wish everyone could feel what I have realized in this environment because I know that it would change them.


Over the last two weeks though I hit a segment of this industry I wasn’t ready mentally for. I have an always been what I thought was a strong, but very emotionless man for the most part. My wife can attest to this completely as I show no emotion for the good or bad. However, in a few instances, I have entered situations in which I found out and was proud to know that I do still have emotions. It made me feel good to know that were there, but it took its toll on me seeing certain things. Life isn't fair. I tell people all the time. I remember reading a book once called "Why bad things happen to good people", it was a great book that I highly recommend. God does not cause our misfortunes. Some are caused by bad luck, some are caused by bad people, and some are simply an inevitable consequence of our being human and being mortal, living in a world of inflexible natural laws. The painful things that happen to us are not punishments for our misbehavior, nor are they in any way part of some grand design on God's part. Because the tragedy is not God's will, we need not feel hurt or betrayed by God when tragedy strikes. We can turn to Him for help in overcoming it, precisely because we can tell ourselves that God is as outraged by it as we are. This week I got to experience one of these situations. In all my lines of philanthropic work, this was the toughest situation, yet I have dealt with.


Two weeks ago, I was invited to the Ronald Mcdonald House to meet kids suffering though horrific illnesses. In the first room, we met a 22-year-old named Brandon. He was so excited to have company there in the room sing him happy birthday. Vince Young, whom I have done events for in the past invited me there with him. This kid was a huge University of Texas fan, and instantly when he saw Vince, he stood up out of his wheelchair for the first time in months.

I could not stay in the room and had to leave because I broke down. I did not want the family to see me upset, especially being it was their child as they were already in enough pain. We all live in a world where we are worried about buying this or going to a particular vacation place, but this young man just wanted a purple slushy from Sonic. It is incredible in life to see how many things we really want that we do not need, and what the important things in life are. I received a call late last week that Brandon passed away, and luckily he did get that slushy. I broke down when I was called with the news of his passing. I had to pull to the side of the road. I thought to myself why him, why so young, and why anyone for that matter, life isn't fair. Then I thought to myself that while, I only spent a few minutes with him that day the strength and inspiration I gained from him will be a piece of whom I am going forward in some way, and for that, I was thankful: God Bless Brandon and his family. I have included a few pictures below of our trip there, and a link to a gofund me page of his arrangements. I am not asking you to donate, but am sharing it because he meant something to me. Maybe you know of someone else or cause you can donate to or help in a similar situation based off of reading this.


https://www.gofundme.com/f/brandon-salazar-funeral-expenses?utm_source=customer&utm_medium=copy_link&utm_campaign=p_cp+share-sheet




Goals this week:


1. Get my blog post out on time!


2. Cook dinner for my wife and kids at least one time this week. I have never been one to do this, and it is something new I want to try starting a ritual of.


3. This will stay on here until I accomplish it. I have failed three weeks in a row! DO NOT eat anything after 8 pm.


This weeks read:


Your Best Year Ever by Micheal Hyatt



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