[TruthTalk] Squirrels

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Lance Muir wrote: >  >PS: With which firearm would you going to blow Bambi to smithereens? >  ============================================ Blow to smithereens?  Perish the thought!  We don't hunt for something to hang on the wall.  We hunt to fill the freezer.  The less meat destroyed, the better.  I use a 45-70 at times and a 7mm/08 at times.  My wife switches back and forth between a .223 and a .243.  Any of them will do the job if the bullet is put in the right spot.  Neck shots are preferred because no meat is wasted, the deer never runs off, and death is instantaneous.   Sounds like your weapons of choice are a knife and fork.  I am SO thankful, since I am a coward, to have other people to kill and slaughter my meat for me. J Otherwise I’d have to veg-out.  I cannot even kill the pesky squirrels who keep taking up residence in my attic.  I have paid brave men to climb up inside the attic and place screen or whatever over their entry points, but they are not daunted in the least.   This weekend I trapped, and drove to Forest Park for release, 6 squirrels.  I would have caught more, but a pesky bird kept getting himself trapped because he decided he likes peanuts better than the ample birdseed in the feeder!  The squirrels stand in line to get trapped.  As I was providing taxi service to the 6th squirrel I was thinking, “How STUPID can they be? They watch as one squirrel after another gets caught right in front of them, and then they can’t wait to be next in line to take the bait. Duh!”   Then I thought about how so often we humans are no smarter than a squirrel.  We can watch so many people become entrapped, and ultimately destroyed, by what first seems like just a little temptation.  Like the squirrel taking the first peanut lying outside the trap, people flirt with that first cigarette or drug, that nightly cocktail, or that lingering gaze at a co-worker.  Like the squirrel taking his first step inside the trap, humans take more drugs, or cigarettes, or drinks, or indulge in that first kiss to someone not our own, all the while believing that there will be no “trap door” for them.  Then years down the road, after the trap door has slammed shut, they are angry with God for their miserable, wrecked lives.  At least the squirrel has no bitterness.  And he has no sin to keep him from starting a new, fresh life in a new location.  We humans, on the other hand, can opt to repent and receive deliverance through our Savior.  We can make Jesus the Lord of our lives.  But how many are smart enough to do that?   Izzy