With the buck I've been seeing the last few weeks it got me thinking about my own little miracle. I've shared it here before, but it never fails to remind me that God listens to every one of our prayers.
It was back in 2013 and I'd been taking pictures of deer for a number of years. I'd gotten a few snaps of buck, but they don't stick around long enough for you to take a picture, when you do see them.
It was always a thrill as I watched them walk up.
It was November 2012. I asked God if he would provide opportunities for me to take pictures of buck. Soon the year was over, and I was looking forward to fawn season the next spring.
Our neighbor had been putting out corn over her back gate for several years, and we'd enjoy sitting in our backyard watching the deer come up and eat. Jerry suggested we put corn out at our back gate, so we did. The doe and fawn would even come up when we were sitting in the backyard.
Three of our beauties.
One morning in July I looked out the back window and saw buck at our back gate. There were eight of them. A few with large antlers, a few with medium antlers and a few small ones. That began a summer I'll never forget.
Every morning and every evening buck came up and ate. Sometimes there would be 10 or 12 buck walking around out back. There were some woods behind us, but we weren't in an area surrounded by a lot of woods.
Two young buck enjoying a drink oat our neighbor's bird bath.
It was in August that I remembered my prayer from the previous November. You can imagine the chills I got as I realized God was answering my prayer right at my back door.
It wasn't until October that they stopped coming. We never saw them again.
God always listens. He always hears what we pray, and He always answers. This time He gave me my own little miracle. Let me rephrase that. He gave me a BIG miracle.
A favorite snap!
By His Grace . . .
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