Don't speak, listen. Don't see, hear. Amen.
 The beauty that's been left for us to find. Sooner or later, we realize that God's already been there.
 They call us "Winter Baptists" here in the north country since we gather together more after the weather turns cold. We get a bit bedraggled like this leaf, but we're tough and we last forever.
 The beauty of gracious thanksgiving by the successful hunter is captured in all its spiritual glory by the venerable Des McCaffrey.
 The decision to believe is as easy to see as the setting sun, and just as warm.
 Sometimes you have to see to be seen.
 “Lost eventually became known as being found. As he grew into modern man, the hunter became more thoughtful and vigilant about his surroundings. He began to reflect on the outdoors more than any other aspect of his life. It was here that he started to see the world for what it was and what he needed to be thankful for. This, he called, reflection.”
The Hunter's Way  If nature is meant to heal and soothe and restore the us, then it must be our duty to prescribe the same in return.
 Among the finer things in life to find is that which stands on its own.
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