The Valle Vidal: Fly-Fishing New Mexico's Yellowstone

Crosshairs for Christheard God say...
VALLE VIDAL- If you find yourself fly-fishing near"Be still and know that I am God..."
a herd of monster bull elk, pristine grassyI responded, how could I be still in the midst of a
meadows, towering mountain peaks andcutthroat feeding frenzy? What did God mean be
meandering streams, you'll start to think you'vestill?
died and gone to heaven. If the place happens toNo sooner had the rebellion and questions left my
be the Valle Vidal, you better believe you have.head it struck me. In preparation for this trip, I
People around here call this place New Mexico'shad been studying Psalms 46:10, "Be still, and
Yellowstone and for good reason. It's the homeknow that I am God; I will be exalted among the
of the state's trophy elk herd and one of the lastnations, I will be exalted in the earth," with the
places you can find indigenous Rio Grandeintent to deliver a thoughtful devotional to the
Cutthroat trout. It's a place where one can easilysmall fishing group. In all the excitement I had
clear their mind and remember the importantmissed the opportunity and now the group was
things in life.scattered up and down the stream for miles. I
On Saturday, a small group of C4C membersknew there was no longer any hope of reigning
headed north to experience a cleaning of the soul.them in to hear me yammer. So, I decided to
With the sound of a dry fly whipping through thereflect on the study myself.
air, beginners and experts picked up their rodsI knew the literal meaning of the verse was
and hit the streams and creeks in hopes ofintended as a power statement warning those
landing a cutthroat. What they found instead, waswho persecuted the Church to immediately stop
that fishing for one of God's most beautifultheir cruelty. This wasn't about persecution or
creations, was more about the quite and stillnesscruelty. I knew God was saying more.
of the valley than the excitement and noise of aBelow the shadow of an aspen rich mountain, in a
catch.creek winding through a green grassy meadow, I
"Be still and know that I am God..."began to let go and recognized his existence,
- Psalms 46:10control and power.
The trip started early, about 4:30 a.m. to beI thought hard about the thought provoking
exact. I met up with Dan Lewis and Scott Fullermessage I had written down, which was to drive
to race across New Mexico in hopes of hitting thehome the point that as men we are always trying
stream before the fish quit biting. A quick stop atto control every situation ourselves, even at the
the golden arches for a handheld heart attack andexpense of doing what's right. I was going to use
we were off to find our adventure. Another stopJames 4:2 which describes the issue this way.
for gas and yet another for a couple extra flies"You want something but don't get it. You kill and
and we found ourselves rolling into the Valle Vidal.covet, but you cannot have what you want. You
I can't begin to tell you how thick the excitementquarrel and fight. You do not have, because you
was, except to say that we nearly missed seeingdo not ask God."
the 300 lb. black bear staring at us buzz down theInstead of delivering the message to the group,
road from the hillside. Good thing I looked up inGod began delivering it to me. Lately I had been
time to see him sitting there like a big teddy bear.obsessed with finances, the thought of selling my
We stopped to enjoy the moment and once hehome, with work and the pressures of finishing a
had walked away it was back to the task athandful of tough tasks. The obsession continued
hand.with the family, my children headed back to
By 9:00 a.m. we had arrived at Comanche Pointschool and my son charging towards mid-school
and it was every thing we could do to keep fromand adolescence. As a man, I was trying to
running down the hill and simply tossing in acontrol every situation myself.
fly-less line. We could see Jimmy Johnson, his dadIt's funny how God will speak to you in the most
and brother fishing downstream and even thoughunexpected places. Despite the action in the
we should have slowed down to spend somewater and the excitement of the catch, I had
time chatting with him, the fact that they weremanaged to not only hear God speak, but also
fishing only stirred us up more. We all stuffed our"be still." It wasn't about physical movement,
feet in our waders like fireman put on their gearrather spiritual movement. God knew what to say
for a 5-alarm fire. By the time Scott and I hadwhen I needed it most.
our lines tied, Dan had already fished out the firstThe day continued as it started with the fish
two holes and was hiking up stream for more.biting hard and often and the sound of water
(For the record, he gears up at un-humandancing through my ears. I simply couldn't leave
speeds.)because God had given me peace. It was nearly
After trying my hand at the point, I determinedpitch dark when we rolled out of the Valle Vidal
that under no circumstances, would I be skunkedthat night.
on this trip, especially after my two fish trip toFor most the departure would be disappointing,
the Arkansas. I struck up a plan with Scott, andfor me the same excitement from the morning
called for Jimmy, to jump back in the truck andreturned. I knew I was going home to the same
rush the river upstream from Dan and do someissues, but comforted by the fact that I was not
"fishing out" of holes ourselves. It was a good planalone.
as I experienced a once in a lifetime kind of day.I enjoyed the day's stories of the big ones that
You know, the kind where you actually start togot away. I loved hearing Dan talk about each of
believe you're a pro and even when you're doingthe multitude he also caught and I wondered if
everything wrong, you're still catching fish. I mustGod had told him to be still. We all had the
have had better than 45 fish on the line at oneopportunity to stare at the wild fish in still pools
time or another and actually brought in betterand all had fully experienced God's great creation. I
than 25, to hold and release back into the wild.love the fact that you can't go to a place like the
Early in the day, when the action had heated up, IValle Vidal without realizing just how real God is.