Seeing the Deer Within the Snow

My blood brother and I had ventured out to the woods.
It was a cold, blustery day with the winds in a torrent.
With our coats, gloves, and hat for him we were dressed for the occasion.
It was a time when the deer season was open.
B. J. took his rifle and bow plus arrows prepared to get a deer.
My job was to scare up the deer nestled in the woods.
I didn't have any trouble doing this for beyond me was a deer.
B. J. shot towards the deer and missed for he was protecting me.
I will remember his other times when he went out I wasn't with him.
Seeing the deer; in the snow was a beautiful sight to see and one that was so invitingly wonderful.
Jesus allowed this to happen for me to learn a lesson.
I learned I wasn't able to ever use a weapon for anything; in killing anything that belonged to God.
I now see the deer; in the snow and think how awfully pretty it is.
This is the best lesson I could have learned and learn I did.
(© Poeticbearlovestowrite 2014)

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