As the sun rose yesterday, I thought, what a beautiful day. It looked so peaceful. The peace was disturbed by the dogs, three Dachshunds barking. I was still waking up and did not want to go out to try and coerce them in. The barking continued the next hour until I realized this was a different bark. My daughter came out to help me by this time. The dogs refused to come out from under the deck and barked. The bark gave me the understanding that I needed to do something.   

We decided to remove a deck board to get to the dogs. As we pulled up the deck board, a possum showed his face and big teeth. My daughter backed up and started to scream uncontrollably. It all seemed so unreal to me. We both knew that we needed to get the dogs away from the possum before they got hurt. My daughter grabbed the hammer, started swinging, and told me to get the gun.   

There was a choice here: life or death. It was not a hard choice; we had to make: possum’s life or the dogs. 

We each have a personal choice to make, life or death.

“I call heaven and earth as witnesses today against you, that I have set before you life and death, blessing and cursing; therefore choose life, that both you and your descendants may live; that you may love the Lord your God, that you may obey His voice, and that you may cling to Him, for He is your life and the length of your days; and that you may dwell in the land which the Lord swore to your fathers, to Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob, to give them.” Deut 30:19-20