I was camping with my dad when I looked a long way down, and I could make out a huge brown bear on top of a hill in the woods. I thought him to be a grizzly. I pointed him out to dad, and we started down a trail to the car.
We were (I was jogging) along when we came to a smaller bear (still like a grizzly) on the left hand side of the trail. He saw us immediately and came running for us. I started running and came up to a swing set and climbed on the cross bar in the side of it where the poles come together at the top. It wasnt high enough, and I kept thinking about running for our car, which was on the other side of the bear. Could I make a move and get around him? Could I outrun him even if I did make a move?
I climbed higher still and called out to Jesus.
Today, I came across Philippians 1:27-30
I dont remember seeing my dad since I saw the first bear up on the mound in the woods.
I woke up.