?There are two forms of nature. One is the nature you see every day. The other aspect of nature is something very distant, very remote. You don't see it, but you know it's there. It's spiritual. It has to do with imagination, with soul. Without this kind of nature our daily life may not change, but something?soul'is missing.?
~Michio Hashimo, caribou watcher
Although they're not the least bit aware of it, caribou have become the subject of a hot political debate that has been boiling over the past five years. It would seem these unobtrusive creatures of the remote arctic tundra and boreal forests of North America and Greenland would be far from the spotlight of national politics, but their future became uncertain when Washington announced plans to open the Alaska National Wilderness Reserve (ANWR) to oil and gas drilling. At almost twenty million acres, ANWR would seem big enough a place to accommodate the interests of bipeds and quadrupeds alike, but the narrow coastal plains, where fossil fuels are suspected to abound, happens to also be the center of biological activity for a quarter of the year. This valuable two thousand acre stretch is the calving grounds for two large caribou herds.
Caribou are creatures on the move. Weather patterns and biological instinct trigger migratory movement. Each spring the pregnant cows lead the herd from their southern winter range to their northern calving grounds between the Katakturuk and Kongakut Rivers. Having left before the flush of early spring foliage, the cows suffer a constant energy deficit on this trail. They travel twelve to fifteen miles a day, crossing icy rivers and plodding through spongy muskeg to reach their destination by late-May, early-June. Here they give birth in relative safety; the wolves, grizzlies and eagles that would prey on newborn calves tend to stay below in the woodland forest areas. Although calves can run within ninety minutes of birth, they and their depleted mothers are no matches against a persistent predator. The high-quality grasses, sedges, flowering plants, willow leaves, and mushrooms of the calving grounds soon restore the health of the cows. The reddish-brown calves, which weigh approximately thirteen pounds at birth, grow stronger and stronger, doubling their weight within ten to fifteen days. Yet even in this sanctuary, 20-25% of caribou calves die in their first month of life.
By mid-summer, mosquitoes and warble flies are almost intolerable, driving the herd in thousands to find refuge in old snow patches or windy ridge tops. By staying in these huge post-calving aggregations, the herd continues to protect the cows and calves from predators. As August approaches the herd will disperse into smaller groups to feed. Where the caribou goes largely depends on food-quality and the presence of insects. In September they drift toward their winter range, which shifts slightly from year-to-year, minimizing the effects of over-grazing.
Mating occurs en route in September and October. Caribou, which are members of the deer family, are the only species in which both females and males grow distinctive antlers. These antlers can grow up to four feet in width. As fall approaches, the larger bulls, weighing between 350-400 pounds, begin to shed the fur on their antlers, called velvet, marking the approach of the breeding season. Sparring, dueling, and chasing each other, bulls compete for breeding rights. Unlike other herding species, bulls do not maintain harems, but instead fight for control within a space. Stronger bulls win space and cows toward the center of the herd, where predators are kept at a minimum. Weaker and younger bulls are forced to the dangerous outskirts. Females can mate as young as sixteen months, although most will not until they are at least a year older than that.
And yet the move to winter quarters continues. As the weather turns cold, caribou adapt. Their metabolic rate lowers, enabling them to reduce food intake. Throughout the winter they use their concave hooves to dig in the snow to feed on lichens. These broad hooves are also ideal for tramping across soft ground and paddling in rivers. Caribou's unique hairs trap air, providing insulation and buoyancy. An inner compass pushes them onward. Nothing it seems can halt the annual migration. Yet the one thing which has noticeably interrupted their fixed patterns has been the human influence on their habitat.
22,000 caribou are killed each year, providing food, shelter, and medicine for hunters and arctic tribes, such as the Gwitchin. In Alaska, hunters harvest more caribou than any other big game species. Maintaining a healthy caribou herd contributes to the economy in Alaska. These activities have never threatened the caribou, which now number 950,000 in Alaska. Aboriginal hunters have been a part of the caribou story for thousands of years. It is not man himself that is the threat, as the caribou's domesticated Eurasian cousin, the reindeer, can attest. It is the modern activities of man: logging, coal mining, and oil and gas exploration which affect the caribou most dramatically. Surveys of oil and gas facilities in Prudhoe Bay show that caribou will not calve within thirty miles of such man-made structures. Unfortunately, the strip of land now being targeted for exploration is only thirty miles wide. Unlike the situation at Prudhoe Bay, there is no good alternative calving grounds. And so, time will only tell how these Ice Age survivors will weather their next storm.
The American church is going AWOL. One family, one pastor, one person at a time, people are walking away. Because thousands of dedicated families and individuals still attend church every week and new people continue to drop in to see what's going on, these departures have gone largely unnoticed. Mega-churches with thousands of members can still be found in many cities and the Internet has spawned numerous International ministries. But there is an exodus and it is well underway.
Christianity is not for sissies. These days it's about as popular as lighting up in a Cancer Ward. Media sources, in an effort to keep George W. Bush from being reelected in 2004, blamed Christians for everything from global warming to the 9/11 attacks. Liberals declared Open Season on grandmothers, pre-schoolers and traditional families all over the country for nothing more sinister than going to Sunday School and bowing their heads in prayer.
Are there crazy, narrow-minded Christians? Absolutely. Probably in about the same percentages as there are crazy, narrow-minded journalists and politicians. I propose we stop believing everything we read in the papers, hear on the radio or watch on the evening news. Christians are not responsible for the war in Iraq, the gay marriage debate, gas prices or the struggling economy. They do not think with a single brain. Their opinions are as diverse as their many denominations. Some are overly compassionate and some are too hard-hearted. The same can be said of all Americans.
It would be just as polarizing and incorrect if I tried to leave an impression that liberals and the media are the only reason people are leaving the church. Even if you are tough enough to swim against the current and live your life as a Christian, you'll still face many challenges to your faith.
Churches, like businesses, fraternal organizations and clubs, never seem to have enough workers. Therefore, a few people end up doing almost all of the work. When enough weeks, months or years have passed, they get burned out. They feel put upon, unappreciated and used. Sometimes they simply walk out the door. Other times they get their feelings hurt or get angry because they don't get their way. In church lingo, they pick up an offense. Or they pick up the offense of a best friend, a child, a parent or a spouse. Then guess what most of them do? They leave.
In addition to using burnout and offense as a license to leave, people also succumb to disillusionment and doubt. They come into the church, work hard, give regular tithes and offerings, read the Word and even take notes during the sermon ? only to find they are not making headway with their personal problems. Why isn't it working? What about the promises of God? Thousands of people have stumbled over the scripture that says God does not play favorites. (Acts 10:84) He doesn't. But when they are tired and hurting and someone else receives the very thing they have been praying for, it can feel like God favors others. This can cause some people to get angry and start to doubt everything.
Besides all those pitfalls, there is plain old boredom. The, ?Been there, done that, got the T-shirt,? attitude that takes the edge off those feelings of love and ecstasy that initially accompanied their Christian walk.
Like I said, Christianity is not for sissies. It's a tough life. You work hard, no one appreciates you and then you find out on the evening news you're the reason the Dow Jones toppled.
None of us are Christians because it's easy. We are Christians because God has courted and called us into His service. Maybe it happened by being born into a Christian family or we were led to church by a grandmother or aunt. But deep down, each of us knows we are chosen. We know that sweet feeling of being right with God, knowing we are utilizing the talents He placed in us or developing our gift.
Being ?right? with God leaves us with a sense of peace. We feel good. That's why people who run from God (leave the church) go into hiding. They refuse to contact old friends from church. Or Christian family members. No matter what they do, job, social life or romance, they cannot find a sense of completion or joy.
The solution is simply to tough it out. Don't leave the church. Don't pick up an offense. Don't compare yourself to other Christians. God knows what you want, what you need and when you have to have it. He won't be late but He won't be early.
The rewards for this life far exceed those good feelings we just talked about. I am a Christian because my great grandmother Sarah McNutt prayed for me every night before she went to sleep. Without fail, every night, without ceasing. She gifted me with a heritage of peace, tolerance, and joy. I have tried over the years to walk away, to backslide and turn my back on God. I don't like the way it feels when I am out from under His shadow. I don't like the empty places that echo inside me when I reject Him.
Eventually I had to accept a harsh reality. It really isn't all about me. It's about Him, about fields white unto harvest and loving our fellow man. Imagine if all His children came back to the church, laid down their offenses, their doubts and disillusionment, their boredom and their burned out attitudes and just got back to feeding orphans, taking care of widows, loving the lost and breaking bread with those same kinds of people Jesus loved?
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