“Follow me, and I will make you fishers of men.” Mt. 4:19 NKJV
I was reminded of that when, I saw a picture of two of my grandsons participating in imaginary fishing. The caption of the picture was “garage fishing.”
They were ready one had a make shift fishing pole with blue tape as the string, and the other used a bat as his pole. They had their fishing hats on, and camo shoes. According to a four year old, and a two year old, camo crocks are important so the fish will not detect your feet.
In one picture they sat quietly, on the concrete steps, feet in the concrete water, patiently waiting for the fish in the concrete to take the imaginary bait. They had assumed the fisherman pose of patiently waiting. You can’t make noise when you fish. It will scare them away. They fish quite a bit with their father. He has taught them a few tricks of the trade.
When you fish you have to have the right bait to catch the fish you are after. I can only imagine what the bait was on the end of the blue tape. And, what kind of fish would be attracted to it.
When you fish you have to be in the right spot. If you are located where no fish are you can sit all day, and not catch a thing. Seated firmly on the side of the concrete pond their fish finder said, “The catch would be plentiful.”
You have to have the right pole, and line. If you fish in rivers, and reservoirs, your pole and line is vastly different to catch Cat Fish, and Bass, than it is for deep sea fishing for Swordfish, or Shark. For concrete fishing they were well equipped.
As I looked at their picture, and immediately hit the “like” button, I was reminded of two other brothers that were fishermen.
“And Jesus, walking by the Sea of Galilee, saw two brothers, Simon called Peter, and Andrew his brother casting a net into the sea; for they were fishermen.” Mt. 4:18
You and I are fishermen. We sit on our concrete steps, with our feet in the concrete pond.
Our step is our workplace, neighborhood, grocery store, gym, and right in our own homes. It is the places we go to.
Our concrete pond is anywhere our feet land.
We may not be using a stick, or a bat, with tape on the end for our fishing pole. At least I hope not. Especially a bat; instead may we use words of encouragement, and truth.
“Therefore comfort each other and edify one another, just as you are doing” 1 Th. 5:11 NKJV
As the boys sat side by side, I imagine they encouraged each other. They said, “Look here comes a fish,” or “move your pole over here.” Things fishermen say. Maybe even “oh that one got away, but you’ll get the next one.” If you have ever fished that may sound familiar. You may even have a few more lines of your own. And, as the fishermen encourage each other, it is always in love, and friendship. It is by their actions, and our actions, as fishermen that we draw the fish in. The bait of our actions will draw the fish in, or scare them away.
“All of you be of one mind, having compassion for one another; love as brothers, be tenderhearted, be courteous.” 1 Pe. 3:8 NKJV
As we bait our lines again preparing ourselves for the next fish. We steady ourselves with patience. A person that fishes will tell you, sometimes they are out all day before they get one catch. It takes perseverance to wait for the paper fish in the concrete pond.
We as fishermen are called to have the same patience, and perseverance as we fish in our concrete ponds. One may get away; one may take the bait, but not stay around; some days there will be no fish to be found; but in it all stay the course – feet steadied, pole baited, and ready. They will come. And don’t forget – the camo crocks!
“Strengthened with all might, according to His glorious power, for all patience and longsuffering with joy, giving thanks to the Father who has qualified us to be partakers.” Col. 1:11-12 NKJV
In the other picture they had put all their skills to use at the concrete pond. It had paid off as they held their catch high, and proud! It was a successful day at the concrete pond! The paper fish hung on the blue tape line connected to the blue tape bait. The fishermen’s patience paid off.
Our concrete pond may not produce paper fish. But, our concrete pond is filled with hungry people, waiting to be encouraged, waiting to heal he paper cut in their heart, waiting to know that there is a God that loves and cares about them. Our concrete pond is filled with plenty of people, but the on the sides there are few fishermen with a baited pole.
“The harvest is truly plentiful, but the laborers are few.” Mt. 9:37 NKJV
May you, and I, go fishing with our Heavenly Father. He will teach us his tricks of the trade.
“They immediately left their nets and followed Him.” Mt. 4:20 NKJV
See you at the concrete pond!
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