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Hunting on Sunday
I had everything planned and had told my wife I would not be going to church with her on Sunday.
My wife reminded me that Sunday was the Sabbath day and hunting a trophy buck should not be part of the Sabbath, but.....
1. I scouted the area all summer.
2. I searched out the best location for my tree-stand.
3. I set it all up a month ahead of time.
4. I trailed the herd.
5. I picked out a trophy buck.
6. Two days before opening day I rechecked every aspect of the hunt.
7. Everything was in place.
8. Sunday morning, I woke up at 2 am, and
9. I put on my camo, loaded my pack, set out for my stand.
10. This was destined to be an epic hunt.
11. As I approached my deer stand.
I called my wife and told her I had decided not to hunt on the Sabbath and would meet her at church.
The Sunday sermon was entitled ...
"The Lord Works In Mysterious Ways".
I had everything planned and had told my wife I would not be going to church with her on Sunday.
My wife reminded me that Sunday was the Sabbath day and hunting a trophy buck should not be part of the Sabbath, but.....
1. I scouted the area all summer.
2. I searched out the best location for my tree-stand.
3. I set it all up a month ahead of time.
4. I trailed the herd.
5. I picked out a trophy buck.
6. Two days before opening day I rechecked every aspect of the hunt.
7. Everything was in place.
8. Sunday morning, I woke up at 2 am, and
9. I put on my camo, loaded my pack, set out for my stand.
10. This was destined to be an epic hunt.
11. As I approached my deer stand.
I called my wife and told her I had decided not to hunt on the Sabbath and would meet her at church.
The Sunday sermon was entitled ...
"The Lord Works In Mysterious Ways".
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