I do pray on the way from the truck to my stand that something doesn’t get me in the dark. You know what I’m talking about. It’s an hour before day break. You’re walking up a hollow of dense hardwoods and a bobcat cries out nearby. You wet your pants and start praying, “Lord, just get me up in that Deerstand!“ We’ve all been there. It’s part of the excitement and thrill of the hunt.
As the sun slowly breaks the treeline, it is as if God turned ON a light switch. The once quiet forest comes alive. Birds begin singing, squirrels scratch around, and a mosquito is buzzing in your ear. The beauty and serenity of the moment humble me. God is never more real to me than at that time.
Regardless of the outcome of the hunt, spend some time with the Lord in prayer. Tell him what’s on your heart and mind. Whatever you might be doing in the outdoors, use the time to draw close to God. (Excerpt from God’s Country)
GOD'S COUNTRY 