It is dark.

The heavenlies and a small green light on my cap lead the way.

There is something so full in my being as I enter the deer blind...a blind built on an old International pickup bed.

Now a quiet and still waiting game, drinking in the majesty of it all.

A developing light begins very slowly to appear.

It is the breath of dawn.

Soon, two feet away, tiny birds flit from twig to twig. Then a crow or three let loose their caws. The squirrels begin their chatter.

More waiting, more wonder.

Rest my heart, there she is.

I give thanks and honor to the doe for giving her life to sustain mine.

And I give thanks and honor to God for providing a year's supply of meat.

And for His Peace.

John 14:27 - Peace I leave with you. My peace I give you. I do not give as the world gives. Do not let your hearts be troubled and do not be afraid.