All
or nothing? I haven’t completely given
up. It still may happen. Right now it’s not looking very promising,
but my inherent optimism is struggling mightily to burst through to the
surface. OK, OK. So what could I possibly be talking about so
early on a Saturday morning?
Fishing. I want to go
fishing. The water is flat. The wind has died down. Yesterday the pelicans were working the beach
front in massive numbers, so there is apparently a lot of bait running. What could possibly keep me out of the
water? Weeellll … it is 67 degrees
outside. Let me rephrase that. It is cold outside. Hence my dilemma. Fishing should be enjoyed in a pair of old
shorts and a raggedy t-shirt, wading out about waist deep and casting into the
warm Gulf waters. You should have to put
on a layer of sunscreen to keep your face and arms from sun burn. You should be able to get all the live shrimp
you need without having to drive to six different bait shops. And you should be able to do it without shivering. So, will I go fishing today? I don’t know.
Let me check the forecast one more time …
Hebrews
6:12 says, “We do not want you to become
lazy, but to imitate those who through faith and patience inherit what has been
promised.”
Father,
I could use a little bit of a warmup in the next few minutes. Thanks.
Amen.
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