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When You Follow The Wrong Path

The mountain lion was really a bunch of bull!

Boy, did I make a mistake.  Yep, ole mountain man has got to confess that he blew it.  Should of known better……..

There were tracks in the snow behind our log house.  Big tracks, tracks the size of my extended hand.  Something BIG had walked below our house.  Definitely not a deer, not a dog, it left a circular track with no claw marks.  That’s not a bear.  That looks like a ……….naw it can’t be.  Too big for coyote, or fox, or any other critter in the area.  I know what it’s not, just haven’t figured out what it is!  It’s too big for anything else.  The only thing it can be is a ………naw it can’t be that.  But it’s not anything else.  SO…..therefore it must be.  Yep, it’s mountain lion tracks.  I’m sure of it.  What else could it be?

Staci and I are exploring in the fresh 10 inch snow that is still falling on our property.  We cross this path of tracks and immediately begin to focus on what it is.  I saw a similar set of tracks years ago in the snow while elk hunting.  They were…… yep, they were cougar tracks.  A large cougar can have a big foot leaving tracks the size of your hand print (with extended fingers!)  That’s a big cat!  That’s what I was looking at here.  Any cat ( a mountain lion or your own little house kitty)  doesn’t leave claw marks when they walk.  There are no claw marks in these tracks either.  I am convinced based on my outdoor experiences that we have a cougar/mountain lion on our property.  So what do Staci and I do when we realize this?  Well, after a little (encouragement) from me, we BOTH start following the trail.  Staci did ask me what we will do if we catch up with the lion.  Hmmmm……… I haven’t planned that far ahead.  Actually the tracks appear to be a few hours old, based on the fresh snow that is partially filling them.  I’m too excited with the idea that a cougar has been on our property.  I want to see where he’s been and is going.  I don’t sense any danger… yet……….

We BOTH continue following the tracks for a way.  Guys, how do you feel when your partner in adventure is constantly second guessing you?   Staci is asking me, “Are you sure this is a good idea?  Do you really think this is a cougar?  What if he is just around the corner?   I try to to assure her (and myself), that everything is just like I see it.  AND THEN IT HAPPENED!!!!

As we were coming around the corner to our driveway, there he stood.  Huge, his hair covered in snow.  He was staring at us.  Looked like he was ready to run at any minute.  I was literally frozen for a split second.  (couldn’t even do the little girl scream I’m supposedly famous for)  My brain was concentrating on tracks, never thought I would see the animal face to face that had been making them.  But there he was……

A Big bull.  I’ve been following a bunch of bull!  Boy, do I feel stupid.  There is a stump in a Louisiana swamp that is smarter than me.  That’s how dumb I feel.  Staci is laughing (after she gets finished being scared), laughing at our situation and a little at me as well.

How did this happen?  I literally convinced myself that we were truly on a mountain lion trail.  Once convinced, I never took the time to truly look at what was going on.

Have you ever taken a wrong path in life?  Maybe didn’t know what you were getting into?  Maybe even to the point that you CONVINCE YOURSELF that this is a good idea?

Thy word is a lamp unto my feet, and a light unto my path.  Psalm 119:105

On our Christian journeys and our walks with God,  I think we sometimes get ahead of God and His plan. Instead of totally hearing from God, we convince ourselves that we know what we are doing (or following).  We make the mistake of relying on ourselves…… and not God.

That’s where the Bible comes into play.  The Bible is a tool given to us to help us follow God’s will.  It is a light for our everyday paths.  How?  Look at it like this.  When I read my Bible whether a time of study, or maybe JUST my daily devotion, my focus is on God and His word.  It’s not on Dan and his limited source of knowledge.  The mystery behind reading God’s Word is that His Spirit helps us apply this scripture to our lives.  It helps us stay on course to follow the correct way.  (and that’s no Bull!)

If I hadn’t been so bull headed and stubborn, I might have realized that I was on the wrong trail.  But,……but…. I was convinced that I was right.  Here’s the problem.  I had convinced myself to follow what turned out to be a bunch of bull.  I don’t even need to follow myself.  I need to follow God’s will, not even mine.  Wheww, how do we do that?

By where we focus.  Focus on what God has in store for you each day.  One way to confirm, affirm, show the way,………. is to use the Bible.  It’s a light to help see.   Try it.  Grab your Bible.  Sign up for the many daily devotions that can come to your phone everyday.  You’ll be surprised how God speaks to little ole you through His scripture.  So many ways to study and read the Bible.  I’ll admit, it can get confusing as to the best way to use your Bible.  What book, what chapter, what should I read?

Try this.  Begin with the book of Proverbs.  Read a few verses.  (See how God’s light is coming on in your life?)  Want to know about God’s love for you?  Read a few verses from the book John every day.  You’ll see the “spiritual lamp” begin to shine in your thoughts and decisions.

God’s Word will provide a better way for you to see and follow God’s Will.  It will encourage you.  It will enlighten you.  It will protect you……. even from yourself.   And that ain’t no Bull.

“Lord I’m sorry when I try to make decisions on my own.  I need You.  I want You in my life.  Help me as I try to focus on you.  Help me as I read your Bible.  Help me to make it MY Bible from You!!  Amen.”

See Ya!! Dan Ainsworth wilderness preacher

 

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A Snakebite Saved My Dog’s Life

Years ago, I had a Lassie Collie named Casey.  She got bitten on the jaw by a copperhead.  I rushed her to the vet.  The vet treated her life and death situation,…….but it wasn’t the snakebite that was killing her!!!

Casey was my companion.  Wherever I went she went with me.  She loved me.  She loved people.  She loved riding in the truck.  Shucks, this dog loved everything……… except snakes.  She hated snakes!  With a passion like I’ve never seen.

You’ve seen your dog, or maybe a video of someone’s dog shaking the life out of a snake, literally.  Casey was a pro at it.  She would grab the snake by its tail and shake her head back and forth whipping the snakes body like a piece of spaghetti.  I’ve seen her do this numerous times.  I don’t know if it breaks the snakes neck or what but after a few whiplash sessions with my dog, its over.

I was driving my truck on our farm, stopping at one of the gates to open it.  When I opened my door and got out, there at my feet was a pretty good sized copperhead. (My mother always called them Rattlesnake Pilots, she should know as she got bitten by one as a young girl).  I did what I normally and instinctively do when I’m too close to a snake.  Yep, I danced that awkward dance of trying to lift both feet in the air at the same time, while giving out this scream sounding exactly like a twelve year old little girl.  Well, Casey must have known what it meant as she was out of the truck like a bolt of lightening.

The snake was actually coiled with his tail vibrating as a rattlesnake’s would.  Scary sight to me.  Casey, without hesitation, grabbed that snake and gave it a violent shake back and forth.  Whoa, she slung the snake several feet in the air and jumped on it again.  I got to thinking, maybe I should back up several feet, or yards, or maybe a football field away in case she slings that thing towards me!  Wouldn’t want to do the dance or sing/squeal like a girl again.

Then it was over.  Just like that!  Casey had racked up another trophy in her long list of snakes killed.  She was now riding in the back of the truck.  I honestly thought I saw her smiling.  Look, that dog is smiling.  Her jaw had an unusual bump on it causing her gums to drop and her teeth on one side to show.  Silly dog, smiling like she had just won the Super Bowl of Snake Slinging.  Only now I could tell.  She wasn’t smiling,…… she had been bitten!

Off we go to the vet’s.  When I bust in with my companion in my arms, I holler “snakebite”!  The vet’s busy with his daily routine of wormin’cats, and or giving the latest round of shots to Trixie, Poofie, Scruffy, or whoever the dog is.  Nope, that can wait.  We’ve got an emergency here.

The vet tells me to relax.  Take it easy.  It’s gonna be OK.  He’ll give me a call later this afternoon.  I leave, but I can’t relax.  My buddy, my best friend is in there………and I have to leave and wait at home.

Phone call finally arrives later that afternoon.  “Well, good thing you brought your dog in.  I think I saved her life.”  Those words are still etched in my brain to this day.  I told the vet thanks for what he did.  But he had some news for me.

He said the snakebite wasn’t that bad.  Must have just been a glancing blow, or the snake didn’t really give a good dose of venom.  There was a swelling on Casey’s jaw the size of a walnut and that was about it.  Not going to be a problem according to the vet.  But there was a problem.  A BIG PROBLEM!!!

When the vet took some blood with a needle from Casey, she wouldn’t stop bleeding.  The vet had enough experience with farm dogs to know what this meant.  Somewhere, somehow this dog had been eating RAT BAIT!!!!!  POISON!!

That’s how rat bait works.  The chemical in the bait causes the rat’s blood to not coagulate, therefore the rat dies.  The same thing was happening to my dog.  Another seven days said the vet, and she would have been a goner.

How ’bout that.  I take my dog in for a snakebite, and what’s really killing her is discovered in the process.  Never thought I’d say that a snakebite would actually save a life.

What about you?  What snake has bitten you lately?  Have you had an event happen in your life that’s causing you to do the awkward dance while squealin’ like a little girl.  You break in line and rush to get it fixed, only to realize…… that’s not the really Big Problem.

A snake bite of any kind is a problem for sure.  But if you have been poisoned by accident or on purpose, well, that needs top priority and major attention.

By the way, I’m not sure who your “vet” is.  But somebody (with experience) is telling you to calm down, it’s gonna be OK.  Your “vet” also tells you your little episode is not the problem.  The poison in your life is.  Maybe your “vet” is a close friend, a parent, or even the Holy Spirit heard by you in a still small way.  You better listen.

Let all that I am praise the Lord; may I never forget the good things he does for me. He forgives all my sins and heals all my diseases. –psalm 103:2,3

I hope and pray that you never have a “snakebite”.  But if it causes you to realize the “bigger picture” in your life is actually the problem, then maybe just like what happened to me and Casey, it will truly be a Blessing in disguise.

See Ya!   Dan Ainsworth wilderness preacher still dancin’ and squealin’ like a girl

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“Granny” Steps Out of Her Comfort Zone

There were visitors at my gold and silver mine this week.  “Granny” stepped out of her comfort “box” and joined in on the adventure.

It’s more than just a short hike to the mine.  It involves walking down a steep slippery mountain (and climbing back up).  Lots of loose rocks to twist an ankle.  The thin air will cause you to have to breathe a little extra.  Did I mention that there are rattlesnakes in the area?  Oh, don’t forget the bats that hang out in the cave.  I’ve seen a scorpion or two.  Well since I’m telling all,……… we’ve seen mountain lion tracks, two bears, and the ever present pack of coyotes all within walking distance of the mine.

I talked “Granny” into going.  Really what motivated her to go was that her “babies” were going and THEY wanted her to go as well.  I’ll admit, I wasn’t much help.  Telling her all the DANGERS and BAD THINGS that COULD happen only brought out the worry and doubts about this trip.  But then again I did encourage “Granny”.  Step out of the comfort box was my advice.  You can’t hear a true wolf howl unless you get off the pavement and into the dirt roads and paths.  You gotta go to the gold mine to see the “babies” find their gold.

“For God has not given us a spirit of fear, but of power and of love and of a sound mind.” ~ 2 Timothy 1:7

A sound mind………. that means don’t do anything stupid.  But for so much of our lives and our spiritual journies we hold back out of FEAR,……DOUBTS,……and WORRY.

On your spiritual journey, as you search for that “gold mine”, remember God has given you POWER, LOVE, and a SOUND MIND.  Use it to find your treasures.  Use it to draw closer to God on your Christian Journey.  God gives you His Power and Glory so that in return you give the Glory and Love back to Him.  An awesome arrangement if you ask me.

Did the grandchildren, “babies”, find there gold in the mine?  Possibly, they all took a chunk of rock back home with them.

But let me share with you the treasures they did find.  They all stepped out of their own “comfort boxes”.  They hiked up a mountain pass, drove in the middle of a wilderness to see (and hear) a wolf, floated the rapids, saw fantastic views, and maybe, just maybe realized that God is with them everywhere they go.  Along with His Power and Love. 

And “Granny”, because you cast aside your fears and worries, you were there with your family as well.  They have wonderful memories of their “Granny” in the Gold mine.  You gave me a sweet memory too!

Live, become fully alive, not by hiding in your “comfort zones or boxes”, but by using God’s Gifts of power and Love.  Don’t let doubts and worries be your focus.

This family will tell ya that.  Yea, the journey involves a long, hot, bumpy, dusty,  “are we there yet” road (that’s the doubts and worries).  But the rewards are worth it.  (When they heard the wolf singing and howling)

“Granny”, there is another adventure waiting on you when you come back!  See, there is this ghost town with an abandoned mine…………..!!

See Ya!   Dan Ainsworth wilderness preacher   AAAAWWWWOOOOooooo!!