Opportunity Cost

Today my econ brain is more active than usual. As such, I see much clearer the results of people’s choices, including my own, and the opportunity costs it took to get those results.

Knowing about the results, I wonder if people are rational? Economics assume people are rational for the purpose of providing empirical results, given everyone has the same amount of information and knowledge to process problems.

This assumption is far from reality. We live in a very unfair world; life isn’t fair. Some people are born more gifted, some people have less resources, while others are born with closer knit community. Everyone has different backgrounds and perception of the world around them. 

One thing remain constant: everyone still have opportunity costs no matter where they are. There are always choices. Often you pick one choice, you forego the other. There is always a price, an opportunity cost, whether it is time, money, emotions, energy, potentials. 

So now I ponder, where is the limit? What are people willing to trade to get what they want?

Now one thing to consider: opportunity costs only apply to business/conditional relationships. Opportunity costs does not apply on family relations.

First I need to define the relationship I’m referring to (because English language is limited): it is the state of being related, not the state of interaction. Just like how the parable of the lost son, even though the son squandered his father’s money and left, it does not change the fact he is still his son. Another example is even though if a parent has Alzheimer’s and forgets you, it does not change the relationship status. There is no cost; the relationship is unconditional; it exists because it is.

This is what Jesus offers, it is this status of unconditional relationship. It is not a business deal: “here is something for this of yours”. It is an invitation, “come and be adopted”. 

Is this too good to be true? How? Why?

Because God is love; it is His character and does not change ever. He made the world perfect.

Humans are a different story though.

The opportunity cost to make humans able to love is allowing them able to choose not to love; humans were capable of choosing between good and the absence of good, which we now know as the word evil, both moral evil and natural evil.

Moral evil is what people do and the choices they make, that is what makes people hungry, that is what causes wars, that is what causes heartbreaks, that is what causes people to get shot.

Natural evil is when the earth became cursed, like wildfires, earthquakes, tornadoes, tsunamis. When we humans told God to shove off, He partially honored our request. Nature began to revolt. The earth was cursed. Genetic breakdown and disease began. Pain and death became part of the human experience. 

Here is a less-than-perfect analogy for this opportunity cost God took: even before parents had children, couldn’t they foresee that there was the very real possibility they may suffer disappointment or pain or heartache in life, or that they might even hurt the parents and walk away? Of course — but parents still had kids. Why? Because they knew there was also the potential for tremendous joy and deep love and great meaning.

“God took the very worst thing that has ever happened in the history of the universe — the death of God on the cross — and turned it into the very best thing that has happened in history of universe: the opening up of heaven to all who follow Him.” http://www.biblegateway.com/blog/2012/07/why-does-god-allow-tragedy-and-suffering/

I got lazy and decided to use someone else’s blog, but it’s pretty filling.

Anyways, the opportunity cost of following Jesus is your fleshly body. It seems to be a big price, but it’s actually not, considering what people’s flesh is. It’s mortgages, bankruptcy, or in accounting terms: “accounts unpayable”. What you need to give up is your values and exchange it for Jesus’s values, in essence, allow Jesus give you a new heart.

So many people asked me, what are you doing with your degree in economics? This is a part of the answer.

This is what studying economics do for me, more than learning equations and strategies and policies, economics allow me see things in a bigger perspective rationally.

What looks bad in the short term may be good for the long term, and what looks good in the short term may be bad for the long term. 

I’m reading this book called Good to Great by Jim Collins. It’s a book analyzing how companies turn from good to great. One of the commonalities between them is they didn’t do more, but they focused on what to stop doing and give up for the greater good. 

Totally makes sense: in order to be greater than what you are now, you need to shed away the crap and hinders your goals. 

Then the question quickly becomes: What is your values and goal in life? If the “crap” you need to get rid of to achieve that goal is actually good, you should reevaluate your goal and your values. Don’t let your opportunity cost be higher than your result.

When I decide to follow Jesus, I know my opportunity cost is nothing compared to the result. Even now when I decided to go on missions to Thailand, I know the opportunity cost (my career/family approval/personal comfort)is nothing compared to the result of people’s lives saved and changed eternally. 

Yes, if anyone sees this and wants to support whether by prayer or financially for this trip, please message me. I’ll be leaving June 19th and I need the funds sent in by 15th. When you allow God to use your resources, you will not regret it, in fact, you’ll be more at peace because you know someone’s life will be changed and you are part of the reason why.

This was supposed to be a short rant about opportunity costs, but stuff popped up in my mind and I just had to keep writing.

So this is an example of what I think about when I lie down on my bed.

 

 

 

 

 

Why?

Is this question “Why?” the most asked question of all time?

From childhood, people are curious: “Why?”

Well, “Why not?”

Growing up, I didn’t learn to ask why.

I learned to ask why not.

“Why not it be real?”

“Why not stay skinny forever?”

“Why not?”

When people ask “Why?” I think they are limiting themselves to the possibilities. 

Of course, it’s personal opinion and all.

There’s nothing I can do or say to convince people otherwise.

It’s all a matter of perspective.

Perspective depends on if the person can see or not.

What if a blind person, blind from birth, never know that he has eyes meant to see?

I think that’s what’s happened to most people now.

They are satisfied with living in blindness, thinking it is all that there is, darkness.

Instead of asking “why”, I call you out to ask “why not?” as well.

Why do you see things the way you see things?

Why do you see somethings as “good” and somethings as “bad”?

Why do you see evil in this world?

By seeing “evil”, you’re assuming there’s “good”.

So by what standard do you define “good”?

By what standard do you define “purposeful”?

If there are “purposeful” things, then there are “purposeless” things as well.

What do you see as “important”?

Is that really important?

And do you betray what you see as “good” and “purposeful” and “important”?

If you do, then by your own “standards”, you have absence of “good”.

Absence of good, is evil.

Just like cold is not the opposite of heat, but just the lack of heat.

Just like darkness is not the opposite of light, but just the lack of light.

Evil is the not the opposite of good, but just the lack of good.

So do whatever you would like.

If there is no justice in the world, do whatever you would like.

It’s pretty easy to get away with stuff.

But somehow, there is guilt still.

Why is there guilt?

Because the judgement is done.

Who?

Who judges a person?

The One who created the standards.

He who made us to run on Him as our fuel.

He who made everything good before the absence of good entered the world.

He who made the perfect laws of natural and supernatural world.

Why am I even writing this?

Why not?

Who will write this if not I?

Surely someone else can and/or will write something like this.

But no one will write it exactly like I do.

So I write.

Now back to the story.

Now mankind broken perfection of the world, so mankind would perish.

Yet, He who made the world, loves.

And through that love, He died, taking the form of human, meanwhile still being God.

And rose again, with his human body, so all mankind can rise again with Him.

So dead bones will be filled with life.

I must sleep now.

Why not pray and ask God to prove it to you?

It’s easy to look for what you like, but it’s harder to look for what it’s true. 

Why not question what you believe now?

I dare you to question.

Why not?

You don’t even need to say anything out loud.

Do it with your heart.

 

 

 

 

 

Thoughts about writing

I’m still trying to write a book or two.. But unfortunately, I don’t have as much time as I used to. And I still think what I wrote is crap, I keep seeing things I need to change, or delete, or add. Lol proofreading…

I also miss my nap times.

Maybe I’ll take one soon.

Today it’s an interesting day. Apparently power went out in the church building so I could work at home, if there is anything for me to do. So far, I haven’t heard anything yet. This gives me more time to meditate on the Word + to pray for people. I also get to catch up on some paperwork for the tutoring.

Anyways, I still need to get a pedal that works for my keyboard + tidy up my room a bit.

I think I’m a little too picky. I always see things that can be improved, like layout of my room, dynamics of certain music, texture of food, taste of water…

I wonder if it’s a good thing to be critical or just be more chill… I wish I have a physical role model but there is no one who can role model for everything. I’m almost like an artist, I am my own art work: I take bits and pieces of traits from people and combine it to me.

Life is pretty artsy stuff.

I will go nap now, since I’ve been writing this on my bed.

Wake up in an hour hopefully.

Let’s see what happens

I am doing this experiment. Right now, I clicked “write post” without knowing what I wanted to write. This is the reason I’m writing what I’m writing right now.

Maybe it’ll be interesting to see my writing process in written form instead of in my head.

Now I explained myself what I am writing, I have to convince myself, no, not exactly convincing myself, but just do it as I go.

I am really typing non-sense right now. My thought process is really weird. It’s similar to a scattered plot diagram, I would put random dots (thoughts) and put them down. If I see anything that connects, I’ll try and see what picture comes out from it.

Like so, I wonder if I can really put all my thought process in here, because some of it does not make grammatical sense or

Ok, I’m not o going to backspace at all starting now, I don’t care if I ama make spelling mistakes. or grammar ones, if it makes sense, good, if it doesn’t, good luck? don’t judge me for my lack of clarity.

There are also moments when I blank out, and don’t know what exactly I want to type.

I see a cup.

Ok I’m back.

Moments I get distracted like now

I see cologne, and I don’t know why I wanted/began to tilt my head toward my sample sized armani colognes + one big one which I got randomly from someone who was doing a market research proejct who sold me for 20$. I bought that bottle because a girl said, a girl who I met randomly who I already know who is what I consider “an elder”, it smells good on me. That was the 2nd bottle of cologne I ever bought. It’s still a little over 1/3. it’s probably 3/8s.or 4/10? 2/5?

omg

fractions

no

stop

thinking

about

math

dying

slowly

runnnnnnnn

cup

i see a cup

a flashing cup

no I’m not sugar high or have any substance, this is really what I think about

I have a flashing cup I got as a souvenir from a restaurant from Hong Kong and it sits at my right hand side. It’s really pretty, so yeah. I can’t help looking at pretty things.

Shiny things

Things that stand out ot to me

People who stand out from others people to me

Unique people who stand out from others who try to imitate/fulfill other people’s desires of them.

Unique girls are who I like.

Lol

I’m going a dangerous point here

dangerous route

I will keep my promise to not backspace (althought I did backspace an “a” somewhere back there)

electrical tape

why did I ever even bought that

shouldn’t have bought it

oh wait

I did need it

I used to it omg my grammar fix my ue 700 and make the plug more stable

I still have that sports tape for fingers/small injuries

Man I miss playing sports.

There comes a time, for you young people who are younger than me, because I am forever 21 (or less) (or not) eventually I’ll not be 21 just maybe…

I don’t know what I’m writing

I hear clock ticking noises

erg

my head

I still do need to write down my will because you know never will die

when you know

when never you

you never know when

yes

you never know when you’re going to die

it’s good to have a will ready

makes it easier for people who are still on earth

man

i wish i have that ralph lauren black

or acqua di gio, the big one

i a only have sampler

what if i start typing in french?

qu’est-ce que je peux ecrier en francais?

comment je peux ecrier en francais?

est-ce que je ecris correcte?

j hope

j’ai oublie beaucoup de francais

je suis oublie beaucoup de francais quand je n’ai pas pratiquer le

jen’ai pas le pratiquer i meant

it’ll be funny if someone actually understand what i am saying/ thinking

I had another dream yestereday when i was taking a nap before going to eat with a friend, beacuse i was dead tired

it was a dream about land before time with dinosaurs

I’ve had that dream for a long time ago

Except I enhanced the story somehow, it’s like having my own movie in my head

time does move slower in dream.

I remember my dreams from long time ago, and I redream those dreams and enhance the stories.

weird

why am I w even writing

this is probably the crappiest writing i’ve ever wrote for a long time

May be woe one day I will become crazy and retarded and this is what i’ll do, type whatever i think

or i become mute

i hope i don’t become mute

it would be nice to be ta telepathic

easier for me to talk to people because making sense of what i want to say is pretty damn hard

why is that piece of paper there?

what do I do with those toys I used to play with

I think I gotta take off my contacts

Let’s just stop here fro for now

I’ve wrote a little too much for the unsuspecting readers.

It would be fun if people a can really read my mind.

Speaking really holds me back.

Writing takes too much time.

Music takes practice.

Dancing makes me sore + sweat.

lol why is commuunication so hard and so much trouble?

Prayer is so much easier. I can’t use my words, but God knows my heart.

Really, I feel like grunting more than speaking when I talk.

It’s so strenuous and lacking, yet it is the best humans can do, and I being a human can only do that much.

So thankful for the HS who speaks/mediates what my essence says. my being my soul self, that reality enveloped like water/ocean and that wetness that comes from the realization of reality.

what the heck did i just wrote. it’s too hard to explain it when im not really thinking too deeply and with all this interruptions

to fully explain what i just wrote i would have to think on a tangent and come back and go on another tangent and come back and have run ons and fancy cups and keys and other distractions

i really want to burp

it’s bothering me a lot

are is anyone still reading this?

lol

ok i’m done