Starting Over: Lessons Learned Taking My Son Hunting

Starting Over: Lessons Learned Taking My Son Hunting

I could not wait to start taking my son hunting, and yet, we didn’t even have kids yet! t fondly remember being newly married and noticing that it didn’t take long for the conversations of having children to surface. I could not help but notice that my heart’s desire was longing for God to allow me to have at least one son in the mix of children whom I could raise within the legacy of my family history so closely tied to hunting. God was especially generous, because I have not one, but two, young boys who are now roosted on our family tree and already bearing camo-clad fruit on the branches of our heritage as hunters. Taking my son hunting was something that I could not wait to experience. Taking a boy hunting is a recalibration of the brain like nothing you will ever experience as a hunter. I did not realize I would have to un-learn some hunter-habits that were submerged deep inside of me. Rain, punishing wind, hours of nothing but silence, or tree stand sits until 2pm were typical for me. The problem is this: those adult hunter-habits are recipes for brutal failure if you want to teach your son or daughter the riches found with the lifestyle of hunting. Taking my son hunting taught me a lot. Here are but a few mind warps I had to fight through in order to introduce Cole to hunting in a way that would make him actually want to go back into the woods again: Make Your Mission About Him And Not You. Sounds simple, right up...
An Idea In Jeopardy

An Idea In Jeopardy

I’m not exactly sure how core values get lost. I suppose there’s countless ways in which we lose touch with the bedrock beliefs that make up our worldview. I do know, however, that we take our core values as Americans for granted, and we do it often. We hear words like freedom, but most of us have never been held captive at the end of another man’s gun. We grin when words like patriot are spoken, yet many of us have never felt what it was like to sleep while wet under the blanket of combat. It was not difficult to tell that President Reagan was struggling to finish his speech on Memorial Day, May 28, 1984, as he spoke directly to the unknown soldier being laid to rest. President Reagan called him, “dear son” in words that came from the heart of a father who actually believed in the idea of a great America. I do not know how our core values get lost, but I know that at least one way, one most common way, is when a dad fails to explain to his sons and daughters just why it is we are called the “land of the free and the home of the brave.” We must tell the story, in any way we can, to our sons and daughters, or what’s left of our core values will surely be gone forever within but a few generations. Today, on this Memorial Day, I am going to take my oldest son, Cole, to the Veterans Cemetery. It’s a beautiful, solemn place filled with white crosses that clad the...
A Wild Game Dinner: Insights To Securing A Speaker

A Wild Game Dinner: Insights To Securing A Speaker

A wild game dinner can make you or break you. I’ve seen both, sadly. Finding a speaker for a wild game dinner is mission-critical for any event. Perhaps the greatest gift I get, personally, from traveling the country and speaking is that I see men’s event, and a ton of wild game dinner strategies, in all shapes, sizes, and flavors. A wild game dinner isn’t easy to pull off, yet it can be a massive way to share the gospel with hunters who are never coming to your church. If you’d like addition insights on help with hosting a wild game dinner check out these free online resources from Jeremy Harrill at Mission Media’s landing page called MissionU. They are incredibly well done. Here’s my insights from years of travel … and mistakes made!             Jason Cruise is a published author and speaker. He’s the host of Spring Chronicles on Sportsman Channel. www.JasonCruise.com  and  @JasonLCruise on Twitter....
When Clear Lines Go Foggy

When Clear Lines Go Foggy

The older I get the more I realize that I’m never going to have everything I think I need. Let me say on the outset, I’m not coming at this from a standpoint of a wanderlust or greed mentality where an insatiable appetite for more is what drives my mentality. No, what I mean is this: in life there are needs and there are wants. The deception, the lie from the enemy, is that the clearly defined, seemingly obvious line that separates needs from wants is often so badly blurred beyond simple comprehension to a point that a man starts to tell himself that those things that he wants are actually things he desperately needs to make life more stable. Jesus told me to “seek first the kingdom of God” and when He said those words it was the in middle of a discussion about anxiety, worry, and stability. I’m learning that I can’t live the life I don’t have. I can only be faithful to the life I have now. And what I have, right now, is what God means for me to have today. And that’s...
Digging Deep

Digging Deep

A personal trainer once challenged me simply to write down every single thing I ate for a seven day stretch of time. Every thing I ate had to be written down, no exceptions. So I did.   Let me tell you, my brother, I learned from that one-week period that we are all, every one, incredibly optimistic, and often living in complete oblivion, when it comes to the caliber of our nutrition.   Have you ever taken the time to audit the subjects over which you tend to pray? Once again, it can be pathetically revealing.    May the Lord direct your hearts into the love of God and into the steadfastness of Christ. – 2 Thessalonians 3:5   Paul had some friends in the faith that he cared deeply about, and yet oddly enough he wasn’t praying for a list of their greatest needs. No. In fact, he wasn’t praying for what they were “asking” him to pray over at all. He was praying for what they needed most: a deeper understanding of the love of God.   Here’s what I’ve learned about wrestling with God’s love for me: God has no performance standard. Seriously, would you want Him to? Would you, seriously, want God to love you based on how you acted?   God loves me, and His love for me isn’t based on what I can do for Him, or what I can do in His name. Sounds simple, but try it sometime. It’s far more difficult to live under this simplicity than you realize.   The more I wrap my mind around the simple truth...