Hunting Season
Hunting season is in full swing again. I'm not a hunter, but I do
love nature. I love animals. I love to watch them, learn about
their habitats and how they fit into the bigger picture around them. I
see miracle after miracle watching each different species blend so
intricately into the ecosystem around it; each with its very special
purpose.
No, I'm no hunter, so to speak, but what I do hunt, I find!
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I
find a lonely hawk soaring above my home each day looking for his evening
meal. I find aunts, dragging objects several times their size
from one end of my patio to the other; they're keeping it clean. I find the
first delicate hummingbird returning in late Spring; so, so beautiful.
I find deer, prancing through a golden field, even though they are almost
completely camouflaged by the tall grasses surrounding them. I
wonder if anyone else saw them. Was anyone else hunting?
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I find these things, because I hunt for these things.
I find beauty in these things, because I hunt for beauty in these things.
I find miracles in these things, because I hunt for God in these things.
Matt 7:7-8
7 "Ask and it will be given to you; seek and you will find; knock and the
door will be opened to you. 8 For everyone who asks receives; he who seeks
finds; and to him who knocks, the door will be opened. (NIV)
My life is not perfect, but I see perfection on the horizon. I see
light at the end of the tunnel.
I see
this, because when my work day is done, my real hunting season begins. I
open my Bible and hunt for truth, I hunt for healing and happiness. I
find it. Is anyone else hunting?
Hunt here with us!
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