When the fish don’t bite
I went fishing yesterday and the weather was predicted to be nice. It wasn’t! It was cold, foggy and later in the day quite breezy. The seas were rough, and I was fishing with a friend in his boat which was too small for such rough seas. Thus, we banged around out there for several hours and only caught a couple of fish. My buddy had worn a swim suit, flip flops, and a thin shirt and his teeth were chattering most of the day. I’d at least worn long pants, a long-sleeved shirt, tennis shoes, and had the presence of mind to bring an insulated jacket; nonetheless, I was still cold, and it was just a miserable day. We toughed it out for several hours and had been monitoring the radio all day and it was obvious that no one else was catching anything either, so finally, mercifully, we decided to call it a day.
He dropped me off at my dock and my old back was hurting so much I could hardly climb up on it and walk the short distance up the hill to my house. The old adage that states when it rains it pours seemed to fit my life lately like a glove. I thought about my good friend TK passing away just days before his birthday and Christmas, I had a good offer on selling my plantation fall through the day before the finalization date, the Jesus Alliance lost some potential major funding for the foreseeable future anyway, and when I went fishing to get my mind off these and other problems, we had a miserable day.
Poor little old me! What a stupid line of thought . . . TK’s tremendous pain and suffering ended, and he received the best birthday and Christmas present he could have ever hoped for by entering heaven and seeing Jesus face to face. There are others interested in buying the plantation and it will sell and I will be all the more happy after waiting on the Lord to bring the right buyer at the right time. And as for fishing, we have plenty of great days of fishing and many fish to be caught ahead of us.
Satan loves to discourage us. Don’t allow him that pleasure. We are approaching the holy day that we recognize as Jesus Christ’s birthday or Christmas. When He came to this earth, He brought hope where there was none. In spite of the worst this cursed world can throw at us, our faith remains intact and we know that we will be all right. The holiday season is a lonely time for some and sadly suicide rates are up during this period that we should be celebrating our good fortune. It is a classic example of failing to put our faith in our God and instead of listening to Satan’s vile outlook.
Pray when you get down. Kelly O’Dell Stanley wrote this prayer as a model for you.
Dear Lord, help me – every single morning – to find faith in the midst of the chaos. Give me the desire and ability to see You, hear You, talk to You, and give thanks to You. And as I do, I pray that I will draw nearer and nearer to You, and that my faith will multiply exponentially as I understand in new, deeper ways that You are everything I ever hoped You would be. And so much more. Amen.
1 John 5:5
Who is it that overcomes the world? Only the one who believes that Jesus is the Son of God.