When he finally arrived at the cave, the horses reacted strangely. Tater also sensed someone else was in the cave. It was dark, and Tater couldn’t see a thing. He tied the horses outside. They were being skittish and couldn’t be led into the cave. He started a small fire at the entrance. There was still some dried wood in the cave that he fumbled for. He got a sturdy stick burning and held it like a torch in one hand. With his pistol in his other hand, he crept deeper into the cave. He could hear his own breathing even though he tried to hold his breath. The echoes were unnerving. He turned his head to listen for anything that moved. His heart was beating fast as he crept deeper into the cave. He could hear a soft sighing sound that echoed from the sides and roof of the cave. He was on high alert. He hoped that he wouldn’t kill anyone he wasn’t supposed to; but to survive out here, you needed to shoot first.
He crept deeper and deeper into the cave as quietly as he could. As he came to the place where the stream ran in the cave, he was able to stand straight up. As he rounded a corner, he saw it. His first impression was to shoot it; but he thought, . . . .
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I enjoy talking about Jesus. I hope that everyone has a relationship with Him as I do. Things are better when the going gets tough and when you encounter hard problems. There is peace and confidence in what Jesus has done for me and my wife. Satan will always attack your relationship with Jesus with the things and problems of this world. I don’t even worry about money anymore, and Badona doesn’t worry as much as she used to. To us, money is a tool, and we know that God gave it to be used for His purpose. He really does take care of our needs. Sometimes it does take patience on our part.
Now Badona is being attacked on her health, but we know that that is not unusual in this world. Pray that the pain in her lips will go away, that the medical field can figure out what is causing it, or give her spiritual strength to endure. Life in Christ is better now on this earth and a better future is promised!
Friday Johnny took me fishing again. This fishing story is different. I do enjoy all kinds of fishing, and I know I write a lot about it. To me, when I get to go fishing, I’m being blessed!
We caught a few fish, enough to satisfy the cats! The unusual thing was that I hooked a fishing rod by the handle and got it into the boat. It was an Ugly Stick, medium. I gave it to Johnny.
We continued to fish, hoping to get some stripers, when a stroke of luck happened to me again. I caught two smaller stripers on the same lure at one cast! Both of them hit the same lure at the same time. Johnny took the photo for me to share with you.
Last Tuesday Johnny, Alvin, and I went fishing at Buckroe Pier. We fished all night. The wind never stopped blowing! Not too long after we got there, Johnny and Alvin both had their first catch. I hadn’t caught anything yet. I was using spot cut bait. I wasn’t even at my fishing pole when Alvin called that my drag was going out. I ran over to tighten the drag and started to wind the reel. I thought I had on a stingray or a skate, but what I caught surprised me!
I’ve never caught a sea turtle before! It’s a good thing that it only weighed about three pounds. I got the hook out of its mouth and carried it to the office at the beginning of the pier. They called someone and after a while, a man came out to get me. We filled out a form together, then he took the turtle to a vet to check it out and tag it before letting it go back to sea. They named it Chuck!