TO KILL A WOLF
Wolf hunting/ trapping is known as a tremendously difficult activity due to the creature’s elusiveness, intelligence, cunning, sharp senses, and adaptability. In order to wolf hunt, you must have an intimate knowledge of the canine’s behavior and habitat, along with your state’s wolf hunting regulations.
However, according to the oral traditions of the Inuit, wolf hunting is a surprisingly simple endeavor.
The steps are as follows…
- Cover a knife in animal blood
- Wait until the blood freezes
- Cover the knife in more blood
- Wait until the blood freezes
- Cover the knife in more blood
- Wait until the blood freezes
- Place the knife in the ground; blade up
When the hungry wolves smell the fresh blood they beeline to the inconspicuous ball of blood. They would then lick the fresh blood. The fresh blood triggers their appetite. By licking the fresh blood they will lick the frozen blood. By licking the frozen blood they will make their tongues numb. By making their tongues numb they would not feel their tongues lick the knife blade. They are so driven by their hunger they don’t realize that the sweet, fresh, warm blood they are licking is their own. By continually licking the knife blade they would bleed themselves out until they’re dead.
Like wolves, human beings have proven to be intelligent creatures that can adapt to any environment.
However, Proverbs 7 lays out a surprisingly similar process of how the evil one hunts us. We smell the sweet smell of sin. Then we dance around the sin; keeping our distance at first. Pretty soon we get closer and closer. It seems safe so we go in for the first taste. This small taste only grows the hunger. More is needed. After a while we become numb to sin. We have no idea that it is our hunger for sin that is killing our mind, body, and soul until we are dying; bleeding out. And the only one we can truly blame for our death is ourselves.
“For at the window of my house I have looked out through my lattice, and I have seen among the simple, I have perceived among the youths, a young man lacking sense, passing along the street near her corner, taking the road to her house in the twilight, in the evening, at the time of night and darkness. And behold, the woman meets him, dressed as a prostitute, wily of heart. She is loud and wayward; her feet do not stay at home; now in the street, now in the market, and at every corner she lies in wait. She seizes him and kisses him, and with bold face she says to him, “I had to offer sacrifices, and today I have paid my vows; so now I have come out to meet you, to seek you eagerly, and I have found you. I have spread my couch with coverings, colored linens from Egyptian linen; I have perfumed my bed with myrrh, aloes, and cinnamon.
Come, let us take our fill of love till morning; let us delight ourselves with love. For my husband is not at home; he has gone on a long journey; he took a bag of money with him; at full moon he will come home.” With much seductive speech she persuades him; with her smooth talk she compels him. All at once he follows her, as an ox goes to the slaughter, or as a stag is caught fast till an arrow pierces its liver; as a bird rushes into a snare; he does not know that it will cost him his life.”
Proverbs 7:6-23 ESV