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POSTED BY: cah_3 on Sep 16, 2009
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sep 20 sportsmensdevotional:my best friend
MY BEST FRIEND
Proverbs 27:17 as iron sharpens iron, so does one man sharpen another
This is the story about quail hunting with one of the best shots I have ever known. R.O.
Waters had the hands of a giant and a love for the Lord even greater. He taught many
people on Wendwood Drive how to hunt, fish, and love the Lord. He was one of my best
friends when I was growing up. He died at a young age but died a legend. He was the great
white hunter.
One fall morning, early in the 1980's, R.O. and I were hunting at the George Kendrix farm on
Black Creek. This was our favorite hunting spot. We were having a very successful quail
hunt and having the time of our life. We had a young setter bird dog named Carol - I named
her after my Mom. We came to a briar thicket when the dogs started pointing. Carol, my
bird dog, was really getting good. We walked up and the quail got up, however, the birds
weren't the only thing in the thicket. A big buck was coming straight for us; fortunately, we
were close to a tree and were able to get behind it. R.O. shot three times and I think his
barrel hit the deer. That is how close the deer was to us. After R.O. shot the buck, the deer
missed us but Carol the bird dog wasn't as lucky. The deer picked up the dog between his
two big horns and broke Carol's neck. The deer ran about 75 yards and died. R.O. and I
couldn't beieve it and neither could anyone else.
Robert taught me so much. He was the one I could always count on for anything. He taught
me about life. I will never forget R.O. Robert Waters was the man that sharpened me for life
and molded my future. When I became saved, I knew I would see R.O. again. We could
hunt, fish, and have the time of our lives again.
Claude Howard, III bullochsportsmensdevotional.com
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