Barefoot, tired and footsore, twelve year old Timothy limped through the door and fell exhausted into the one and only chair in the room.
"What happened, Son? You look awful!" his mother greeted him. "Were you robbed or..."
"Please, Mama," Timothy interrupted, wearily holding up his hand to stop the barrage of questions; "you won't believe," he gasped, "just a drink of water, Mama, and I'll explain...just give me a minute."
Tim's mother hurried to the kitchen, returning with a cask of water, then sat down on the floor at the bruised and battered feet of her young son.
Gulping down a big swig of water, Timothy began to pour out the trials of his exasperating and unbelievable day.
"Mama, you won't believe it.
"First, it took me about an hour to get to Capernaum. Once there, I immediately went to Doc Plagos place to get the salve medicine for Suzie, but there was a "Gone Fishing" sign on Doc's door; so I decided to go to the mercantile store, get the food supplies, then stop back by Doc's place on the way back home.
"Well, I get to the mercantile store, and lo and behold, it too is closed with a big "Gone Fishing" sign on it's door. Unbelievable, Mama! Old man Thuse NEVER goes fishing! He doesn't even leave his store, afraid he might miss a coin or two. Anyways, by then I'm tired and hungry, so I stop by Aunt Beth's hoping to get something to eat and drink.
"And Mama, you won't believe this, but on Aunt Beth's door is a sign..."
"Not a 'Gone Fishing' sign?"
"That can't be true, Tim, Aunt Beth's scared to death of water."
"No lie, Mama! Wait 'til I tell you. So I walk down to the Lake of Galilee...or is it a Sea? Whatever, it's another long trek; but I just gotta find out what's going on with all this sudden interest in fishing, right?
"Well, the lake is jam packed with people! Row boats galore, people on the shore, in the lake, shoving and pushing for space with nets, poles and fishing stuff. It was a madhouse!"
Tim takes another swig of water from the cask.
"Go on, go on." his mother urges.
"Well, suddenly I get a glimpse of Aunt Beth with a fishing net, standing knee deep in the water a few yards out from the beach, so I try to wiggle my way through the crowd. Instead, I fall down in the mud, lose my sandals, and then get knocked down again, so I give up.
"I'm tired, hungry, thirsty, and I've lost my only pair of shoes - so I head for home. That's when I get clued into what all the fuss is about.
"A kid trudging home on the Bethsaida road told me the whole story. It seems that yesterday a big fisherman by the name of Simon Peter caught a fish with a silver coin in it's mouth.
"Well, the news spread like wild fire, and the rumor was that the fish in the Sea of Galilee have silver imbedded in their mouths!"
Timothy's mother shook her head in disbelief. "No wonder everybody's gone fishing crazy. Such fools, such greed! Come on, Son, let me bind up your bruised feet and get you some supper; you've had a long, hard day."
"I'm alright, Mama, I'll wait and eat supper with Papa, he'll be home soon."
"I have a feeling that your Father will be late."
Suddenly, mother and son's eyes meet, then simultaniously and in perfect unison they both groan, "Oh no, he's gone fishing"... which is immediately followed by a big bear hug and the eruption of side-splitting, raucous laughter.
Full and Complete True Story of the Silver Mouthed Fish:
Matt 17: 24-27 (Any and all versions)
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