His smile was broad. He could hardly wait for his friends to join him. They would be so surprised, and happy??? They’d be as happy as they had ever been. He wished he could hurry the moment of their discovery, but it had to happen according to the plan, even if that seemed unkind.
The delicious odor of fish searing in olive oil met his nostrils. With his hands he took the utensil and moved the fish so it would fry evenly. Warm, cooked food to satisfy and nourish the human body - how welcoming that would be! His own body was warmed with secret joy and he let his thoughts drift in that direction.
How fun it had been to take what was meant for evil and turn it into good! Not just any good thing, the best thing, the only thing! The evil one had thought it was over, had thought he’d won, but in reality, the evil one’s plans were no match for the plans of the Father.
His joy overflowed.
A spatter of oil jumped onto His hand. The fast-moving molecules burned their way into His skin. He felt a split second of physical pain on that one spot. Peculiar - but meaningful, because that’s what they went through all the time, these whom He loved.
His ears brought his attention to the splashes of the moving waters before him. He looked out to the horizon, focusing his eyes to see. Odd, the use of separate senses to bring him bits of information, but he had work to finish and this was how it had to be, how he wanted it to be. For a while longer he needed to be one of them.
There was the boat! It would be mere moments now.
“How was the fishing?” he called.
“Not good, we’ve had no luck,” answered a very discouraged fisherman.
For now I see but a poor reflection, as in a mirror...
“Cast your net one more time, on the right side of the boat, you’ll find fish there,” he directed them.
Annoyed and tired and possibly just to show this stranger up, they obliged him. When the net was pulled in it held 153 fish, but did not tear!
Then I will see face to face.
“It is He!” John exclaimed to Peter. Peter swam hurriedly to shore wanting nothing more than to be with his Lord.
‘Ah, Peter, the Rock...and John, and the whole wonderful group, it is great to be with you again!’ mused the one on the shore. He smiled a ragged, compassionate smile as he waited.
And maybe, just maybe, Jesus laughed.
Bible verse: 1 Corinthians 13: 12a
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