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Monday, 29 September 2008

Last weekend in South Dakota, I participated in a pheasant hunt called the Joe Foss Invitational. The Outdoor Channel filmed the event and plans to air the show in February. Pray that the Lord will be glorified!

Please pray for me as I will be preaching to pastors and their wives over the next couple of days in Helena, Montana. Pray that I will be an encouragement to them to continue to stand for righteousness.

Pastor Hutch

Eli Sanders was The Stranger's associate editor. His book, "While the City Slept," was a finalist for the Washington State Book Award and the Dayton Literary Peace Prize. He once did this and once won...

11 replies on “Notes From the Prayer Warrior”

  1. I bet he’s one of those folks who spends 20 minutes driving around a crowded parking lot, praying for a good spot. Then finally, after a half-hour of circling, he finally gets a spot by the front and exclaims, “Praise Jesus! God has provided me a parking spot according to his riches and glory!”*

    *I have personally witnessed such a thing while driving with a conservative Christian family member.

  2. Pardon my ignorance, but who is this Rev. Hutch person? I gather he is a Seattle area pastor, but what’s his deal? Why is he the object of so much scorn from Slog readers?

  3. More than likely this “Pheasant Hunt” he participated in was on a bird farm designed specifically for the hunting of game birds by non-hunters. From personal experience, the premise is this: The people running the farm raise pheasants and other birds in cages. When it’s time for a “hunt”, they drive the cages to various spots around their acreage and turn them loose. Having been domesticated, the birds don’t fly off. Then the “hunters” arrive with their dogs and start walking the field. The dogs run ahead and flush out the recently uncaged birds, which flutter a few dozen feet into the air in front of the “hunters”, who then shoot them with shotguns. If the ground is too wet, the birds can’t get very high so they just run along the ground, chased by the dogs. I’ve seen guys pick the birds up in their hands and throw them up in the air so they can shoot them.

    After the “hunt”, the hunters return to the lodge where they are then given pheasant meat that has been previously dressed and then refrigerated. (Not even birds from their particular hunt.)

    They then take that trophy meat home to feed their families, as is the american way.

  4. idiot, its the joe foss institute not invitational. you have to pay to go. let me know if he says how the hunting was, i’m doing my sodak pheasant hunting later his month! woo hoo.

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