when you need that little some thing extra

Sunday Renae made a very tasty dinner. we had venison roast with potatoes and carrots. but as i was not feeling well and our three older kids were gone for the day to grandmas house, there was a lot left over. so, i got to have left over roast for lunch on monday... and Tuesday. well i was happily eating tuesday when all of the sudden i felt some thing stab me on my tong. i thought "well, some how a bone fragment got into the meat." i spit it out and realized that it was not a bone fragment but a peace of metal. on further inspection i figured out it was a BULLET! sense i work at a ammunition manufacturer i asked around and found out that it was a 40 caliber pistol round. now what is interesting about that is that no one in the deer camp i was in was shooting a pistol. we all shot 12 gauges. this is a 40 cal, metal jacketed hollow point. what is more interesting is that i helped skin and butcher all the deer that were killed in our camp and there were no extra wounds. all the wounds were ones that we caused. which means that this bullet had to have come from a wound that had had the time to heal, which means it happened at least a year ago. im glad i got it and not one of my kids or if we had had company over. or if i would have taken to big a bite and swallowed it would have been bad too. i wander if this is god telling me i need more iron in my diet. so this is what a bullet looks like after it has been shot into a deer. this is the view from back to front. sense it was a hollow point the front smashed back making the jagged points.