It’s the middle of rattlesnake season here on the ranch. The local news anchor confirmed it. I’ve seen two already. While driving along our dirt road yesterday, I mistook a virulent enemy for a branch. I backed up the car, looked again and noticed the branch shifted revealing a rattle at its end.
At one of our road association meetings in the barn, Shelby stood up and shouted, “BOB!” to my next door neighbor. He’s our vice president and the one all eyes were on as he gave a presentation in the middle of the room. I sensed fear in the way she yelled his name. I learned after the meeting that Shelby called out to him like that because she saw a rattler slither in the barn door where she and I sat. Bob yielded to the interruption and quietly dispatched the enemy. Ten minutes later, this tough guy was back to center stage falling right back in step with the business at hand. Bob is my new best friend.
In the Corner of the Garage…
Last week a neighbor family left on vacation. We agreed to care for their chickens, dogs and pigs. Just before we arrived for our instructions, we learned that in the corner of their garage, sat a coiled rattler. The dad showed us a photo of it on his cell after he cut the snake’s head off with a shovel. On the way home, I remember saying to the cute cowboy, “You feed the chickens and the dogs when we go there. I’ll stay in the truck and pray. Remember, we’re a team!” He smiled and came back with “The snakes would be more afraid of you.”
In the popular movie, War Room, the praying Christian mentor teaches her disciple and us, the viewers, the importance of praying with strategy. She cared little about the specific details of life's daily tensions which, in this case, unfolds a riveting story to watch on the big screen. However, the teacher was more concerned explaining the deeper truth of how the enemy of our souls invades our lives to steal, kill and to destroy. She taught us to spend time with God, to listen, receive strategy and pray with faith to the only One who can save us from the deadly intruder.
Has anyone rattled you lately, snakes or otherwise?