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Topic: Fishing (06/07/04)

TITLE: Catch of the day
By Brenden Bridges
06/08/04

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It’s the crack of dawn and the rest of the household is asleep; I’m half awake going though the motions of putting on layers of clothes. I pick up my rod and net and make my way into the crisp morning air. I look down into the valley and there is a layer of fog covering the pond, I move towards it. As I walk, my feet follow effortlessly to a rhythm created by the steepness of the path. There is a sense of accomplishment even before I have cast my line. I have already possessed the glory of this day. The sun glistens through the pine trees forming large silhouettes on the ground.

I wonder if this empty net will reward this amateur fisherman. This is a familiar path for me; it carries memories of past family vacations. Memories of Chipo teaching me the art of fly fishing, memories of me teaching my father-in-law the same art and nearly falling out of the boat into the water.

I am standing once again at the waters edge; I feel the serenity of my surroundings; there are no distractions except for the task of casting, waiting and reeling in my line. In this moment all the cares of life are postponed, nothing but the water and the sounds of the morning.

This is pure recreation for me, unlike the two brothers whom Jesus approached. Peter and Andrew were fisherman by trade – Jesus called them from their work to be “fishers of men”. Was their willingness to follow Jesus found in the comfort of His words leading them to worthier waters? Could it be that the commission to make disciples would be a calling as enjoyable as an experience with the dawn?

This morning as I make my way back up the steep incline, my nets are full. I look forward to sharing with those whom I love. Those whom I left at the crack of dawn are now up and anticipating my arrival. There is delighted chatter in the house as I display the catch of the day. I can only imagine the angels’ celebrations in our heavenly home when we arrive with our “catch of the day”.


Member Comments
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Lynne Gaunt06/17/04
This article was very enjoyable to read. You related your thoughts in a way that kept me interested right up to the end, and the end was well worth it too - I think that was my favorite part. Quite nice. Thanks.
Marcell Billinghurst06/18/04
This is an excellent story. You painted very clear word pictures, which made feel I was there. A great message, very well written.
Marcell Billinghurst06/18/04
This is an excellent story. You painted very clear word pictures, which made feel I was there. A great message, very well written.
L.M. Lee06/19/04
thoroughly enjoyed!
Dan Blankenship 06/21/04
[I look down into the valley and there is a layer of fog covering the pond, I move towards it.] I think that might work better separated by a semicolon.

I enjoyed this article. Well done.

God Bless. Sincerely, Dan Blankenship