As far back as I can remember hunting is the only thing I have ever truly loved. It's actually to a fault. One of the fleshly desires I have to fight CONSTANTLY is my tendency to put my love of the outdoors in front of my pursuit of a life under the authority of Christ. It is a slippery slope. You start saying to yourself "well I'll play hooky from church just this ONCE to go hunting and it will be okay" Next thing you know, there you are hunting every Sunday morning and missing out of being spiritually fed.

What we love, we find time for because we deem it of value to us. One of the things I am constantly being sanctified on is not putting my love of the outdoors in front of my role as the spiritual leader of my home.