Patience is a virtue.
This is true in fishing, and in life.
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| Steph |
I’m not much of a fisherman...and I'm not very patient.
My cousin Stephanie, however, who I attended school with
from kindergarten through high school, is, and she volunteered to take me
fishing! I borrowed a pole from my nephew, bought a fishing license,
and Stephanie and I headed to the river on my 31st birthday.
Most people drink beer while they fish, but I don’t care for
the stuff, so I brought root beer…and of course, snacks. Stephanie brought the bait...stinky stuff! It was a beautiful January afternoon and we
had a great spot on the river.
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| Casting |
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| Waiting |
We were out there for a couple of hours, casting and waiting, waiting and casting. We didn’t catch
any fish. Fortunately, we enjoyed the brisk weather and the sun
setting behind us. It was also time for a very overdue catch-up on each other's lives. If I’d been out there alone, I
don’t think I would have lasted very long...
....because I’m not very patient.
When waiting for (what I deem) too long, I tend to start asking
questions like,
“Will I ever catch a fish?”
“God, why haven’t you sent me a fish yet?”
“Why has everyone else
caught a fish but me?”
“Where are all the single fish?”
(Hopefully
you’ve figured out that I’m now using fishing as a metaphor...Jesus did it, too!)
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| The view |
Waiting is hard.
Especially when everyone in your life has caught their fish and you’re
still waiting for yours. Maybe your
“fish” is a new job. Maybe it’s a new
house. Maybe it’s a baby. Whatever your fish, waiting for it is hard.
Keep casting and waiting, and in the meantime, enjoy the
view, the people you’re with, the lessons God has to teach you along the way, and cling to
hope that you'll catch "the big one" when His timing is right.
I’m clinging…barely, but I am.
“I wait for the Lord, my whole being waits,
and in His word
I put my hope.”
Psalm 130:5
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