Outdoor Truths: Aiming Outdoorsmen Towards Christ April May 7, 2015
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I left the woods after an unsuccessful evening turkey hunt. On my way out I noticed where some of my feathered friends had been scratching. Of course I had to slip out of my truck and see if I could locate one of those birds for the next morning. Sure enough he was there high in a tree, just waiting on me to show up the following day to introduce him to my Winchester 1300. There was only one problem. I had already made other arrangements for the next morning and even though they were not carved in stone, it would take some real creativity to change. After some calls were made and planning was done I was still unable to change my original appointment. Plan B went into effect. Perhaps I could adjust my events and go in just a little later and catch that bird on his morning stroll back down the mountain. Sounds good, but again plan B was squashed with authority. I ended up only wondering "what if" the next day. The truth was evident. Even though I knew where that gobbler was and even though he seemed within reach, the only way that I was going to meet that turkey was if he came to me. I could not come to him. My circumstances, my situation, my ability, and all my efforts were not good enough to get me to where he was.
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