A significant part of our diet when I was young came from wild game. Wounding an animal and not recovering it was considered poor shooting/judgement and pretty darned low, but to intentionally cause one to suffer was unconscionable. I guess when you have had to skin your dinner, you earn a respect for life and the critters who feed you, even as you thank the God who made 'em for dinner.
Our view with wild game has been that they're His critters, and He lets us harvest them as we need to, but to wantonly waste them is an affront to the Creator.
“Our view with wild game has been that they’re His critters, and He lets us harvest them as we need to, but to wantonly waste them is an affront to the Creator.”
Amen!