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God & Knives

It's been a long time since I went hardcore camping here in the States. The last time was probably when I was in High School, when I was a proud boy scout. You can stop laughing now, there's really nothing wrong with being a boy scout. It's rather the cool thing to do actually, you get to learn about nature, animals, wilderness survival ... etc. Ok, I told you to stop laughing already. *hmph* Fine, don't ever beg me to start a fire or build you a shelter when we get stuck somewhere out in the woods!

So I was going through my old camping equipment and noticed that my knives were pretty crappy, so I decided to get a new one. The woods is a dangerous place, you never know what kind of vicious creatures are out there trying to stalk you as their prey: like bears, cougars, raccoons, bunnies ... etc. In all seriousness, the knife is more for cutting rope or carving wood. If you really want to kill a bear, I suggest you get a really really big knife.

I was reading the warranty card and the safety information (you should always do this) and found this message from the founder of this company:

Message from Al Buck (In memorium, 1910 - 1991) (As written in 1976)

If you are a new Buck knife owner, "welcome aboard." You are now part of a very large family. Although we're talking about a few million people, we still like to think of each one of our users as a member of the Buck Knives Family and take a personal interest in the product that was bought. With normal use, you should never have to buy another.

Now that you are family, you might like to know a little more about our organization. The fantastic growth of Buck Knives was no accident. From the beginning, management determined to make God the Senior Partner. In a crisis, the problem was turned over to Him, and He hasn't failed to help us with the answer. Each product must reflect the integrity of management, including our Senior Partner. If sometimes we fail on our end, because we are human, we find it imperative to do our utmost to make it right. Of course, to us, besides being Senior Partner, He is our Heavenly Father also; and it's a great blessing to us to have this security in these troubled times. If any of you are troubled or perplexed and looking for answers, may we invite you to look to Him, for God loves you.

For God so loved the world that he gave His only begotten son; that whoever believeth in Him should not perish, but have everlasting life." John: 3:16

Al Buck

Interesting, huh? Who would've thought that you'll get a message like this when you buy a knife.

Comments

Anonymous said…
Wow! That is superneat! Was that written in fine print? Go God and His "Family!" :)

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