The question is common in water states, or perhaps it can be seen in a sign reading, “Gone Fishing.” Thoughts about fishing crossed my mind after finishing a story as I went about doing household chores and listening to one of my favorite worship artists.
Speaking of, I’m hoping one day to share the music of Phil Driscoll live in New Iberia. That man can play a silver trumpet. Another worship leader and pastor that influenced my life, one I’ve spoken of lately is Ray Hughes. Both men have an anointed ministry for musicians and believers to learn how to truly experience God in a worship setting. Maybe you’ll hear them one day, or check either out on YouTube.com.
Back to fishing. Ray Hughes was part of my life the last time I used the phrase “Been Fishing Lately.” I was putting together a proposal for a casting company for actors to do extra work in feature films shooting in Nashville. It was more than a catch phrase, it was the underlying vision of Jesus telling his new disciples to let down their nets. They had tried all night to catch fish. They were worn out and hopeless. They had little energy for casting the net one more time, and yet, finally — obeying His leading, the nets were filled to overflowing.
Jesus taught the disciples they would be fishers of men.
What a vision — and one of utmost importance. The stories of fisherman and overflowing nets is in all four Gospels. Matthew, Mark, Luke and John recognized the mission of God’s people to share the love of God with those without knowledge.
The logo I used for my casting company was brilliantly drawn by a gifted artist. It was stick people linked together. Only if pointed out could most people see the tiny fish hook and fish in the logo art.
That’s how it is with the messages of God. We’re told throughout scripture that only those who have ears to hear and eyes to see will catch the meaning in His word. Sometimes even those who have studied — with the mind, but without the spirit — will miss what God is saying to his people. That’s why The King spoke in parables, so those seeking truth would find it, and those that would mock could not receive it.
As the morning started before writing this column, joy arrived following the completion of a story I’d wrestled to write. I sat down at the piano and turned to another favorite old hymn, “My Jesus, I Love Thee.” The words of old tunes never cease to please me, but the second verse was particularly poignant. “I love Thee because Thou hast first loved me, and purchased my pardon on Calvary’s tree; I love Thee for wearing the thorns on Thy brow, if ever I love Thee, my Jesus ‘tis now.”
The song goes on in the final verse to talk about the promises of glory and endless delight believer’s will experience following life on earth. Not a reason to hurry the outcome, but a promise to see us through dark days and hopelessness. What a promise to look forward to and one we can experience even in this life as we celebrate, fellowship and worship with one another.
Thank you, Lord, for bringing people across our paths when we least expect them, so we can drop a gift of hope into their lives, as others do the same with us. That’s the beauty of fishing pals, praise the Lord! That’s what fishing’s all about.
VICKY BRANTON is Teche Life editor of The Daily Iberian.