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Three Men and Three Wild Cats

There were three wild cats taking out the chicken population by night. Losing their fear, they became emboldened and started to raid the chickens by day. During this time, I found myself having coffee with my husband, our co-workers, and our visiting Pastor and his wife, when a tribal man came hurrying into the house to let us know the wild cats were back.

It was at this point that I had to shake my head as three men ran out of the house after three wild cats with one shotgun—and one shell. Turning to Elaine, our Pastor’s wife, I had to ask if this made any sense.

Several minutes later, Pastor Ron arrived back at the house. His bad knee had slowed him down. Finding himself alone in the jungle with no gun, he also came to the conclusion that three men chasing three wild cats with one shotgun and one shell didn’t quite add up—especially when you’re nowhere near the one man with the one shotgun and one shell!

I was thankful to later find out the wild cats were of the smaller version, still vicious and capable of inflicting harm, but not like having jaguars or cougars roaming the village! Oh, and yes, the other two men came home safely as well.

Categories: Missionary Life
  1. March 25, 2009 at 12:48 am

    >The math does not add up, does it????

  2. March 25, 2009 at 1:19 am

    >It sure didn’t! Of course, I remember many a boat trip where the math didn’t add up either and we found ourselves downriver and out of gas!

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