A charitable organization sent me a pair of winter gloves as a gift last November. I was very excited to receive them, because the weather had turned cold and I would be able to use them. On my first trip, while wearing them I removed them and put them in my pocket, because I was a buck and doe, during the rutting ritual on the north end of Somewhere, Kansas. Later when I got home, I realized that I had lost one of them and was saddened by this fact. I didn't return to find it, because I figured it would be impossible to find. I remembered the glove from time to time, but not very often and then it seemed I didn't think of it at all. Life proceeded and then the thought of the glove returned very stongly...
At the beginning of the week the thought of that lost glove suddenly came to my mind very POWERFULLY. For some reason, I really missed that glove and wished I had never lost it. I thought this was strange..."Why am I suddenly thinking of this glove and desiring to have it back, especially now? It's gone, there is NO way, I would find it now and if I did it would be ruined." I would soon discover that God was preparing to teach me a valuable lesson.
Then, last evening after taking my mother to BINGO, I went to see if I could find any deer to photograph. After driving a round a while, I found myself on the northern dirt road of Somewhere, Kansas. I looked across the deep ravine and saw Family Five in the clearing. I parked my car and descended one side of the deep ravine and climbed up the other side to the clearing where the deer were. When I got to the other side, the deer saw me and stood there watching me as I talked to them. But, then they saw someone coming from the west and ran away from me heading south. I stood there as they became smaller and smaller in size and disappeared into a hedge row.
I turned around to return to my car when my eyes were briefly directed down to the tall dried grass on the edge of the woods. My eyes, then focused on something black and made of fabric that was partial covered with broken off dried grass. I thought to myself, "What is that?" I bent over and picked up the object. And to my great joy, I discovered that it was my lost glove and to my amazement it was not ruined, but incredibly preserved.
I have thought about this incident several times since it has occurred and when I think of it... I smile. I realize that although I thought I was crossing the ravine to photograph the deer, which was my will; I was actually crossing it to find the glove, which I believe was God's will. He brought the thought of the glove back to me to show me that He was about to reunite me with the lost object of my desires, because with Him nothing is impossible. Then, in His timing and in His way, I found what I had lost and desired to find.
My mediation has been... How often do we set off in some activity with our goal (s) in mind and end up finding something we wanted all along, but thought it was forever lost and impossible to find. This experience was the lesson I needed so badly right now in my life and it re-enforces my faith in the Bible verse..."with God nothing shall be impossible.
Remember, God loves white-tailed deer, but He loves you so very much more. From Somewhere, in the GREAT state of Kansas... This is Josie Wales...The Deer Paparazza+ writing Ciao for now.
Then, last evening after taking my mother to BINGO, I went to see if I could find any deer to photograph. After driving a round a while, I found myself on the northern dirt road of Somewhere, Kansas. I looked across the deep ravine and saw Family Five in the clearing. I parked my car and descended one side of the deep ravine and climbed up the other side to the clearing where the deer were. When I got to the other side, the deer saw me and stood there watching me as I talked to them. But, then they saw someone coming from the west and ran away from me heading south. I stood there as they became smaller and smaller in size and disappeared into a hedge row.
I turned around to return to my car when my eyes were briefly directed down to the tall dried grass on the edge of the woods. My eyes, then focused on something black and made of fabric that was partial covered with broken off dried grass. I thought to myself, "What is that?" I bent over and picked up the object. And to my great joy, I discovered that it was my lost glove and to my amazement it was not ruined, but incredibly preserved.
I have thought about this incident several times since it has occurred and when I think of it... I smile. I realize that although I thought I was crossing the ravine to photograph the deer, which was my will; I was actually crossing it to find the glove, which I believe was God's will. He brought the thought of the glove back to me to show me that He was about to reunite me with the lost object of my desires, because with Him nothing is impossible. Then, in His timing and in His way, I found what I had lost and desired to find.
My mediation has been... How often do we set off in some activity with our goal (s) in mind and end up finding something we wanted all along, but thought it was forever lost and impossible to find. This experience was the lesson I needed so badly right now in my life and it re-enforces my faith in the Bible verse..."with God nothing shall be impossible.
Remember, God loves white-tailed deer, but He loves you so very much more. From Somewhere, in the GREAT state of Kansas... This is Josie Wales...The Deer Paparazza+ writing Ciao for now.
