Bruno. A Deer With A Plan

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Bruno was considered to be the most handsome deer in the forest, a highly regarded creature with long, powerful legs, a firm muscular body, and taller than all the other deer. He was a natural leader and kept a watchful eye out for all of the deer in the forest, especially for Etsy, perhaps the most beautiful of all the does.

On a crisp, foggy morning, Bruno was grazing at the edge of the forest when he noticed an unfamiliar figure standing before him. Normally Bruno would have retreated into the forest to hide, but for some reason he just stood and stared at the figure.

As the figure moved slowly forward, Bruno could see that it was the man he had seen several times before, cutting down trees in the forest. The man moved closer and Bruno was surprised that he was not afraid of the man.

The man stepped forward and gently placed his hand on Bruno’s head. Bruno remained calm but cautious.

“Come with me,” the man said. “God has a plan for you.”

Though Bruno did not fully understand the man’s language, he seemed to know that the man wanted him to follow. Bruno was hesitant, not sure what to do, when he noticed a younger man coming toward them with Etsy at his side.

Once Etsy stood calmly beside Bruno, the older man again spoke. “Come, my friends, you have been chosen for a reason.”

Etsy looked at Bruno, who gave an approving nod, and together they followed the two men. After walking for a half mile, Bruno and Etsy looked up and saw a giant structure, something they had never seen before and had no idea what it was. Bruno could see that the man had used trees he had cut from the forest to build the structure.

“This is your new temporary home,” the older man said. “Don’t be afraid. You will be safe and cared for.”

The man’s voice seemed reassuring to Bruno and Etsy and they felt at ease as they followed the man up a long ramp and entered the large structure. Once inside, they continued down a long corridor and finally into a small pen-like structure. The man patted Bruno and Etsy on the head and said, “You’re going to be just fine.”

Bruno looked up and down the corridor and saw other creatures from the forest in small pens, similar to his own.   He was puzzled but seemed satisfied that everything was going to be okay.

Night came and Bruno didn’t rest well. Sounds coming from the many creatures in their pens kept him awake. As morning arrived, Bruno heard thunder, followed by rain. A man came by and brought water and dried grass and herbs. He patted them on the head and spoke gentle words.

The rain continued, day after day. It didn’t stop. Bruno had never experienced such intense, continuous rain. Then, one morning, he felt the structure start to move. It was an odd sensation to him, like he was floating, but still he felt safe.

After days and days of rain, it stopped. Bruno and Etsy were relieved but were still confined to their pen. Many more days went by before the older man came by and opened the door to the pen.

“You are free to go,” the man said. “Go and do what God has planned for you.”

Bruno and Etsy, along with all the other creatures, walked down the long corridor, down the long wooden ramp, and were relieved to see what seemed like a whole new world before them, having been immersed by the waters and washed clean. It was like a fresh start. They no longer planned to simply live in the forest. They sensed that they now had more purpose, that there was a distinct plan for their lives, and they were eager to discover it and fulfill it.

by Charles Milton Lee



I live simple. I laugh. I love. I write. Since retiring, I enjoy writing every day for the sheer pleasure of it -- no hassle, no stress, no pressure. Just pure joy. And I enjoy exploring different genres, attempting to discover where I feel most comfortable. I thoroughly enjoy meeting the interesting people that show up in my stories, delving a bit into their personal lives, and observing how they deal with life. I'm often amazed at what they say and do. I also enjoy the challenge of non-fiction and the amazing things I learn while researching and writing. And for a change of pace, I express myself in oil painting, thoroughly convinced that every painting is not just oil on canvas, rather it tells a story. My family and my faith mean a lot to me. I enjoy being a husband, father, and grandfather. I live simple. I laugh. I love. I write.

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