Whitesburg KY
Cloudy
Cloudy
53°F
 

Struttin’ Time:

Another wild turkey season begins

As we start another year of turkey hunting, I am ever mindful of the miles and years we have put on these bodies and wonder how much longer?

I am in total awareness that the day we are born, we start to die. The sooner we realize this, the better off we are. One day, and I am sure it is sooner than later, I will close my eyes, in peace, forever more.

When that does happen, hopefully a long time from now, I would hope someone would put pen to paper and write just one last Struttin’ Time. We have had a great hunt together as we have enjoyed this journey we call life to the fullest. And what a journey it has been.

As I left Kentucky for what may be my last Florida Osceola turkey hunt, I want everyone to know I have taken every trip with you, the reader, in mind. I want you to enjoy our hunts together as though you are sitting with me in the truck, the blind, or in the swamp.

As we start another hunting season, enjoy these words that follow. Keep them in your heart and you surely will be blessed.

“Lord as I stand here this morning surrounded by Your beautiful creation, I give thanks to see the spring sky slowly fading from darkness to light. Through your grace, I have been given the chance to pursue a mature tom. As I sit beneath this old oak tree and the first morning sun warms me, I ask for the patience and skills to do battle with the kings of spring. Let my camo conceal me and my calls sing out sweet yelps, clucks, and purrs. Lord, please let my hands not tremble, and my shot be clean when I pull the trigger, be it a miss or a kill. If it is Your will and my shot be true as I kneel down and fan his tail as it was when he first stepped into my view and admire the length of his beard, and the long sharp spurs, I will bow my head and thank You for my life and the one I have taken. Lord, please forgive me of my sins, and all I have done wrong. For if this is the last time I sit beneath an oak tree, the last sound that stirs my heart, if this is my last hunt with my last breath that I take, I will use it to thank You for all that I have been given.”

— Author Unknown



Leave a Reply