"Did the Big Kahuna get his elk?" he asked as I finished my last round of deadlifts. "Nope, you?" I responded, chuckling at his pet name for Brett.
"No...I'm not in charge of that." Confused, I looked at our family friend, hoping for clarification.
"I always thought it was up to me to shoot that big bull elk. I've invested years chasing that dream. I gave up on it a long time ago."
He continued as I disassembled my weights. "I realized it was up to Him. When God directs my heart things change. He reminds me that hunting is so much more than just a trophy. It is hunting with my brothers and with my sons. It is being in the mountains surrounded by His grace."