Mr. Tom Turkey was a fast runner and when he flapped his wings, he was bigger and scarier than he actually was. But old Mr. Tom couldn’t outrun my Dad on that one cold Thanksgiving Day.
There’s nothing as intimidating to a six year old than Goosey Gander strutin’ after you making that hissing sound.
My friend had a horse. I only had a bicycle. One day, we were together and that big-o-horse charged right at me. Now I can outrun a turkey or goose, but a horse, that’s of a different color! J What was I to do? I cowered under my bicycle and the horse jumped over me. I wonder if the horse had been a bull if I might have grown up to be a rodeo clown…..Nah.
One day, I opened the garage door and there stood Possy Possum, who immediately fell over feigning death. “Hey, Possy, you gotta move. Otherwise you’re no longer going to be rotund, but flat.” No movement. So I got the shovel to kind of just scoot her out of the way. Suddenly, that little hair-ball stood up, snarled at me and at first ran toward me before realizing that I was bigger than she!
Here’s the best, saved for last. A long time ago, Armona and I were snorkeling in Hawaii. The water was warm, pristine, and clear. We spotted a big-ole-turtle, big as a bathtub. After watching it for a while, it began to move….ever so slowly. We turned around to swim back to our boat. Suddenly, Armona hits me in the shoulder with a “look behind you.” Sure enough that big-ole-turtle was right on our toes. Just glad he wasn’t a big-ole-snapping turtle!
Those are just a few of the creatures who have chased after me. But the most relentless person chasing me has been Jesus Christ. He was so persistent, He even chased me to the cross……