Let Your Light Shine
When was the last time you felt this way?
Every good thing and every perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Creator of light…
James (brother to Jesus of Nazareth) wrote that around 45 A.D…
Kinda fits the photo, don’t you think? =)
P.S. Do you like words that go with photos? Me too… here’s s’more for ya.
“Dagnab you Cruzatte, you have shot me!”
Moments earlier, Meriwether Lewis had been kneeling in the black mud, watching tawny elk weave through a stand of willows.
Sunlight splashed off the nearby Marias River, blue and sparkling.
A breeze rippled the green leaves as the elk halted.
BLAM! The impact knocked Meriwhether flat.
The .54 caliber lead slug had struck him in the behind on the left side, exited on the right side and lodged in his buckskin breeches.
“Dadburnit, you flinchy, one-eyed son-of-a-gun! You shot me!” Lewis said.
On August 11th, 1806, Meriwether Lewis learned that Pierre Cruzatte, an excellent fiddle player, made a very poor hunting partner.
Pierre, blind in one eye and nearsighted in the other, had mistaken Meriwether’s backside for an elk.
Lewis survived the ordeal, traveling face down in his canoe while the wound healed.
Cruzatte forever denied that he was the one who shot Lewis, even though the slug matched his rifle exactly.
Moral of the story: Hunting with a one-eyed, nearsighted guy can be dangerous. Make sure to wear your orange safety vest.
Want to read Lewis’ personal account of the escapade from his journal?