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Every year, when the air turns crisp and the leaves begin their brilliant display of reds, oranges and gold, my heart knows it’s finally here. While many people see it as a sport or tradition, I see it as something much deeper. Hunting season is my favorite time of the year because it draws me closer to God’s creation and reminds me of the lessons He teaches through the outdoors.
There is something sacred about walking into the woods before sunrise. The world is quiet, untouched by the noise and distractions of everyday life. As dawn breaks, the forest slowly comes alive with birds singing, squirrels gathering food and deer moving through the trees. In those peaceful moments, I am reminded of Psalm 46:10: “Be still and know that I am God.” Sitting patiently on stand becomes more than waiting for game--it becomes an opportunity to listen for God’ to speak thru His creation
It also teaches humility and respect. Every successful harvest is not simply the result of skill but a blessing from the Creator. It reminds me that life is precious and that we are called to be good stewards of the resources God has provided. Harvesting an animal responsibly, using the venison for food in the winter that is approaching and appreciating every part of the experience fills me with gratitude rather than pride.
The woods have a way of putting life into perspective. Problems that seem overwhelming seem to fade beneath open skies. In creation, I see evidence of God’s craftsmanship everywhere I look. Every sunrise, every frost-covered field and every rustling leaf proclaims His glory. It’s impossible not to feel His presence when surrounded by such beauty.
Hunting season is also a time for friends and loved ones. Many of my favorite memories were made while hunting with life-long friends, sharing stories around that big table at hunting camp, celebrating successful hunts or simply enjoying the time together. These moments remind me that the greatest blessings are not always measured by what we harvest but by the relationships we build and the memories we create.
For me, hunting season is far more than filling a tag. It is a season of reflection, gratitude, patience and faith. It reminds me that God’s timing is always perfect, that His creation deserves our respect and that His presence can often be found in the stillness of the woods or at the corner of an open field.
Every fall, it's not just hunting season, it's the time of year when I'm reminded that God is the provider of every good and perfect thing. That is why hunting season will always be my favorite time of the year.
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Finding Faith is written and compiled by area pastors. This week's column comes from Pastor Mark Riley, minister of Flemington First Church of Christ.