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Your at the camp, in the middle of the woods by yourself. You have food and water; you're sitting by your crackling fire enjoying the moment.
Then suddenly a large hungry mama bear comes roaring towards you, your frozen. Then you're putting your 10th grade wrestling practice into use.
Wwithin minutes however you're on the ground, the beast probably weighs more than your average pick-up truck, and you start to give up.
Your past, you were a godly man (or at least you tried to be). You prayed, you preached, and you read the holy bible. You were a freindly guy, alwayse hought before you spoke, you were slow to anger, and quick to commpasion. You often went on trips like these to escape from the chaos of the world, who knew you would actually escpe from the whole thing. No one. Not even your brother, sister or mom. No one knew you were out there alone, except for this 400 pound grizzly of course.
“so” you think at the brim of death, “If I have never caused anyone harm, If I have loved and had compassion on everyone including my enemies, then why am I in the mercy of this beasts' jaws?”
Then suddenly as if a miracle had spawned, A native came sprinting through the woods, and tackled the grizzly. “What of good fortune” you think as you start to slip off. For the bear landed in the huge blaze of fire, now the beast is hurt!
The native does not yell, nor scream. He doesn't back off. With a stark sense of courage, showing no hesitation, the man tackles the beast like she was a mere dummy-doll in college football. This however was no dummy, or a doll, this was a mama grizzly. “This man is either very brave, or a fool” you think as you watch the scene from the ground.
In pain, dazing back and forth, too tired to keep your eyes open, more tired that a 16-hour working truck driver, but what you do see is stunning…
The native, his marvelous physique, seems to overpower the beast, after that though the bear charges for the native's hip, popping it out of socket. The strong man then let out a cry of terror, for my life he persevered through his pain. Getting leverage on the bear, he managed to get her on the ground, His perseverance showing, he wraps his thighs around the bears neck and squeezes tighter and tighter.
The unending, unforgettable scene of the day was whenever you, despite your pain stand up and grab a stick, you go to your tent, grab the flammable oil, pour it on the stick, and you hold this wooded club in the fire.
Whith this flaming baton, persevering through your own pain, while the main still has the upper hand on the beast, you go over to its face, and because of the pain it caused you, you happily stick the flaming weapon inside one of the beast's eyes.
The terror the scream evoked made you jumped, but you pushed even harder within the skull. Then the next one, Oh, this one was the hardest, the bear has all sorts of energy now, from the adrenalin you gave her, she breaks free from the natives grasp and throws him towards a tree and charges you.
Out of options, the only thing you can do is face your demon.
Through the pain already caused, and the adrenaline you yourself have incurred, you still however have a low chance of beating this thing, but you persevere through honor and charge as she charges you.
Your easily stomped. Your dead, your over.
The native however takes his shirt off. Yelling like an engine, he once again tackles the beast. He uses his best weapon, surprise. He tackles the bloodied mama bear, pulling out her other eye, manages to bite her ear off too. He is going all out.
You, you awake your wrestle with that demon didn't land you in heaven, however in a hospital. Your bloodied and kept alive by a machine. You look around, and don't see that native in the room. Did he die? Is he here? did he overcome the bear?
All sorts of questions and thoughts flood your head. You then take a moment to be grateful for your life, that you lived through that encounter. Then you start to think:
I lived for a reason, I fought for a season, but ended victorious over my demon. I wrestled with God, indulging in my pride, I've learned my lesson, and my virtue, I will not hide.
