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Topic: Fishing (06/07/04)
TITLE: A FISHING WE WILL GOOOOOOO
By Billie Porter
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Looking back I cannot remember a summer that we did not take a camping trip to the “Old Waterhole”. I can see the large trees that gave way to the peaceful meadow where we would pitch our tents and the smell of the campfire as it sizzled with the catch of the day. At night we all gathered around the campfire to hear stories about the place my dad once call home. Even though we had heard some of the stories over and over they were still exciting to hear again. Dad also would give us a day hike to his old home site and to a little one-room building that was his school. The tiny school was also the town hall and local church.
Sometimes fishing comes in many different forms. For me it was not just the fishing for food at the "Old Waterhole" that feed me. It was the stories that my dad told so many years ago about life growing up poor in the hills of West Virginia where some days his only meal was what he fished for that day. With those stories my dad was fishing and we were the fish. He gave us something that money could not buy, His time. His stories about his faith in God and his love of others helped mold me into the person I am today. See God is fishing and we are his fish he feeds on us and us on him. His love and the stories he blessed us with in the bible help make us fishers for him.
I have never had the chance to take my girls to that “Old Waterhole” but I have shared many of stories about it with them. Just as I share my stories about how God has give his blessings in my life and the lives of my family. What an awesome God we have. I am truly blessed from his fishing.