Well.......not really.
I'm a poor example of a fisherwoman. I don't like to touch worms, and I feel sorry for the fish.
But on the positive side, I do like to float out in the middle of a lake in a rowboat and listen to the gentle waves slapping the side of the boat. But if I were to spend the whole day fishing out there, my boat would have to have an upholstered seat and pillows like the Venetian gondolas. Oh, an a supply of books to read and possibly a box of chocolates. The nutty kind. Then I could really enjoy fishing...but only if someone baits the hook, holds the pole, and throws the fish back after catching it.
Back to reality...actually, we're heading to San Diego (probably along with thousands of other Phonicians) to get out of the HEAT!
See ya.
At dawn the disciples saw Jesus standing on the beach, but they couldn't see who he was. He called out, "Friends, have you caught any fish?" "No," they replied. Then he said, "Throw out your net on the right-hand side of the boat, and you'll get pleanty of fish!" So they did, and they couldn't draw in the net because there were so many fish in it. ~John 21:4-6
3 comments:
At this point I'd settle for just going out and fishing. Nothing special other than me, a pole, and some bait. I'd be in heaven.
"Then I could really enjoy fishing...but only if someone baits the hook, holds the pole, and throws the fish back after catching it."
So funny! I still pick up frogs and toads...and worms.
Considering the parable...
Interesting how what is done through Christ is so fruitful and yet many of our personal endeavors outside of Him are rewarded with failure.
Hope your day is blessed.
Great post!LOLLove to fish but like you I hate touching worms...Husband just rolls his eyes...
Sharon :-)
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