This morning I got a text from my friend, Zach McKinney. He read the Sportsman Devotional early and texted me saying that it was particularly good today. I read it and discovered that the topic concerned believing something based on the testimony of someone respected. The author said that the State of Virginia’s official position is “there are no mountain lions in Virginia” . . . but he personally knew some good, honest, and experienced hunters who have seen mountain lions in the state. So the discussion was . . . who to believe—the State or honorable men?
I replied to him saying that I enjoyed the devotion and we discussed it some. During the discussion I told him that I had seen a mountain lion on the ranch between Christmas and New Year’s. I told him I have been looking for him for four years, since discovering his presence by seeing his tracks in the snow. I knew he was around and likely living in one of the caves, but this was my first sighting of the big cat himself.
Zach responded that was justification for buying a weapon equipped with good night vision optics. He chuckled and asked if I thought Sandy might buy into that being good justification and commented that his darling wife, Kim, would smell that a mile off.
The conversation shifted to the different places in life where he and I are today. He has five hungry, growing boys and I have an empty nest. I assured him a day would come when he and Kim wouldn’t need to discuss every purchase and told him there was a time when Sandy and I would discuss any purchase of $100, but we don’t do that today.
Zach said he could see the light at the end of the tunnel . . . only 15 more years. It is has been my experience that the light one sees at the end of the tunnel is sometimes a train coming at you. I fear that may be pal Zach’s case . . . in 15 years he will have five boys in college, all driving cars provided by Mom and Dad!
I chuckled and said, you know what they say, “By the time you can afford a Corvette, you can’t get in the thing.”
Zach’s reply was, “Time, Money, and Energy, it takes all three . . . but we only get 2 at a time.” I laughed and said, “Now, that would make a good blog and I may steal it.” He took the fun out of it and gave me permission to use it, but he is like that . . . a big-hearted guy.
His statement really is true . . . or certainly has been true in my life experience. One needs time and freedom to do the things he or she enjoys, such as hunting and fishing. Yet when you have a family and kids in the home, you are busy earning a living and raising a family and all that entails. I recall one spring evening years ago, sitting on a bleacher watching a Little League game, leaning over to Sandy, saying, “I think people determine how many kids they want by deciding how many spring and summer nights they want to spent each week in a baseball diamond.”
Money . . . it is pretty much the same thing. For families with children, it seems to take every nickel earned to provide a home, food, clothing, and the essentials. It costs a great deal to raise a family, and I am not sure how people manage today with the costs being so high. Our first new car cost $4,200 and that same car costs $42,000 today.
Then, finally you come to that place of the empty nest, and you have some time and a bit of money stashed away . . . but by that time you are out of gas . . . drained of energy!
I fear that is where I am at the moment as I face knee surgery! A boat setting unused, several nice rods and reels in the rack, a lovely bay nearby, reports of fish being caught, money to buy bait in my pocket, and yet I am sitting in front of a word-processor writing a blog.
“Time, Money, and Energy, it takes all three . . . but we only get 2 at a time.”
I know of a few exceptions . . . but for the most part that is how it seems to work.
Time and money, but no energy!
As I think about people I know and how it has worked for them, one couple sticks out as a rare exception to this . . . Roger and Betty Horan. Those sweet folks are like the energizer bunny . . . loaded with energy and going strong. In fact, they are two of the busiest people I know . . . always on the go, doing things for others, flying off in their plane, fishing, and just enjoying life to the fullest. I wonder what they know that the rest of us haven’t figured out?