The Capture of "Old King Coal Crawdad"

Every afternoon the campers enjoy a couple of different activities in small groups. Everything from the 30' climbing tower to throwing tomahawks. One choice each week is "Creek Stomping" which is exactly like it sounds. You take an old pair of shoes and stomp up Old House Branch, one of Knott County's most pristine streams, to capture whatever creek critters you can find.

Yesterday's hike uncovered the biggest crawdad I have ever witnessed. "Old King Coal Crawdad", as the campers named it, was scooped up in a net to the surprise of everyone, including Debbie, who was leading the hike. The camper was ready and captured a "trophy". It measured about 6"-7" long and about that wide. (The container at right measures about 12"x6" as a point of reference.) Who knows how old this creature is but its certainly survived several mountain winters. After some well deserved oohs and aahs at supper Old King Coal was released back into Old House Branch. Even while creek stomping the unexpected can happen.

I was reminded last night during a funeral home visitation that one never knows what might turn up as we experience life but we must be ready. During the visit I had a brief conversation with a lady who was struggling in her Christian walk. With tears in her eyes she said, "I just want enough faith to go the Heaven." For a few minutes I was able to share with her some Scriptures which I trust will be an encouragement to her and give her confidence that, as one who has personally accepted Christ, she will enjoy eternal life. An unexpected happening but one which challenges me to be always ready.

That's what's happening along the banks of Troublesome Creek (and Old House Branch) until next time.