A number of years ago our sons and I enjoyed some days together drifting and fishing the Madison River in Montana with two fishing guides who also served as our boatmen.
The guide I drew was a man who had lived on the river all his life and knew where the big trout held. He was a quiet man who spoke scarcely two dozen words in all the time he was with us, but his few words enlivened my days.
We were fishing with small flies in choppy water. My eyesight was not what it once was, and I was missing most of the takes. My guidewho was also a soul of patiencebegan to alert me by murmuring fish when he saw a trout rising under the fly. When I heard his cue, I lifted the tip of my rod and . . . voilà! A trout on the end of my line!
Ive often thought of that guide and Jesus declaration to His fishermen-disciples, From now on you will catch men (Luke 5:10). There are great opportunities that come our way every daypeople circling around us, searching for that elusive something for which their souls craveoccasions to show the love of Christ and speak of the hope that is in us. These are opportunities we might miss if not alerted.
May the Great Angler, who knows every heart, whisper fish in our ears and may we have ears to hear.
Good evening, Mayor, and thank you for today’s sustenance for body and soul.