New Lands

When growing up hunting land that I was raised exploring. I knew where deer traveled. I knew where and what time they would come through. When I killed my first big buck, one of my cousins called me lucky. It wasn't luck. I had scouted every trail,creek, rock, bottoms or ridges in my area. I knew the way the wind direction would be, even when the weather changed. After that I started hunting new properties. By scouting I familiarized myself with my new land. I then started harvesting deer there also. My hunting lands have changed many times since that time. Life can be the same. You just want to stay with what is familiar. It is easier to stay in your comfort zone. My life took the same kind of turn when I quit my job recently. People think I'm crazy. Just like some of my cousins thought I was when I left my familiar hunting lands. They didn't understand that sometimes you have to leave so you can find greener pastures. By leaving I have harvested a buck much larger than any from that land. After that the land my family hunted when I was a kid was sold. My cousins had to find new land to hunt also. I got a chance to return to that land for a hunt since then and harvested a nice 7 pointer. It was like old times. Searching for new lands helped me not to fear the unknown when it got time to change jobs. But if we hope for what we do not see,we eagerly wait for it with patience. Romans 8:25