Monday, January 21, 2013

Sam, God and Duck Hunting.

   I have a "guest blogger" this morning -- I didn't expect such deep thoughts from a duck hunt.  I mean, what kind of nut gets up on a freezing morning and goes out in the woods by himself... you can find a Godwink in the strangest places....
In Sam's own words...

   

 This morning at 5:30 and 31 degrees I went duck hunting. I got to the duck hole before daylight.  I stood watching the dawn. The sun was just peeking above the trees, blue cloudless sky, a thin mist drifting off the water. A turkey gobbled at the first blow of my duck call. At my age I appreciate see’n most mornings but this was prettier than most. I stood there in awe, thanking God for letting me see this. Then, I remembered a big ol’ greenbrier I tripped over coming in, as a drop of cold water ran down the inside of my waders.  As I waited for the patch kit I carry to dry, God gave me a lesson.  Usually it’s a slap on the back of the head after I messed up. Anyway the lesson was sin is like the water. No matter how much you prepare it can still find a way in to your heart and like the water eventually filling my waders, sin will fill your heart. I have talked about seeing God in nature but not shout it from the rooftops. However this startled me so much I thought I’d better write it down.