Someone is in the Chicken Coop

At night I have occasionally seen their eyes glowing at the edge of the woods. Often it is a quick flash of two golden-reddish spots at the horizon of darkness that hesitate for just a moment before going dark. Over the last several years the frequency of which I see these eyes has increased steadily. Alarmingly, now it isn't just one set of eyes, it is several.
I used to have moles in my backyard. I used to see rabbits all of the time. My trash used to remain undisturbed in the cans through the night. My neighbor used to have cats.
Coyotes.
Seems like every couple of days there is a story on the news about coyotes snatching pets, confronting humans and becoming more and more daring in their exploits. Once an animal reconciled to the forests and the occasional foray into the chicken coop, the coyote has infringed into our society and, to be honest, it is absolutely unwanted there. Thought of very little several years ago, a nuisance in the past couple of years...a menace today.
Over the Christmas holidays, my cousin came home from college and made it his mission to shoot and string up a coyote. His thought process was that not only would he kill a coyote, but that he would send a message to all of the other coyotes in the area by gutting it and stringing it up in a tree. He reasoned that, if the coyotes did not get the message, they would at least be interested in the stench and it would give him another chance to shoot one. In my opinion, sound reasoning.
My cousin had become what the coyote lacks, a predator.The number of coyotes has dramatically increased because its natural predators have either become less in number or refuse to encroach on human habitat leaving the coyote free to cause mayhem and destruction. Without a predator, the coyote has free reign in our lives, but my cousin turned the tables. He made the hunter the hunted.
All of this may sound cold and heartless, but the natural world and order that God created isn't always bubbles and rainbows. It is a visceral world full of blood, guts and difficult decisions. If there are too many coyotes and they are starving because the volume of their numbers exceeds the amount of food that their habitat can provide, the coyote will snatch your cat, dog or even your small child. With that stark knowledge, man must become the predator, go on the attack and drive the coyote back by destroying them. This is the only humane thing that we can do.
This day and age we have our own coyotes, in addition to the physical canines that lurk in the darkness. We have people and forces that no longer have any predators. Politicians driven by greed to pastors lured by the same avarice, corporate fast food chains that destroy the health and minds of the young to reality television that distorts the perception of family and what values really are, leches that seek our spouses and children to the indolent and lazy who allow injustices on their watch, and teachers riding tenure to retirement and passing the buck of the uneducated to the uninterested parents raising children that will be just as uninterested in their own children. These coyotes and a myriad of others must be sought out, destroyed and never allowed contact with our habitat again.
The key for us is to realize that these coyotes exist within our everyday lives. Whether they realize it or not, Satan is using them to accomplish his ultimate goal...a complete and utter separation from God and his everlasting love. In the Old Testament, which I think is the appropriate Testament to quote considering the topic, God speaks directly to the problem of the unwanted dwelling in our territory.
"and when the LORD your God has delivered them over to you and you have defeated them, then you must destroy them totally. Make no treaty with them, and show them no mercy."
Deuteronomy 7: 2 (NIV)
We must become predators in a sense and go on the attack using God's word as the weapon. Draw in the coyote, tempt the coyote, trick the coyote to come closer and attack with the thundering report of His glory. Be extreme when the case calls for it as my cousin did by stringing the gutted coyote up in the tree for all of his brothers to see. Let your warnings be heard, respected and understood and, if they go unheeded, attack again. Destroy these coyotes by bringing them to their knees with the awesome power of the Lord. This is the only humane thing that we can do.