Felt like doing a fun post on fishing. Seems shallow and superficial, but I assure you it has much deeper spiritual implications. Don’t be fooled into believing anything else here on this blog. 😜
Let me get the deeper stuff out first.
I need two things related to fishing from Father.
One…I need to go fishing. For men. Mankind. Humanity. I am a fisherman. Listen…I don’t need that politically correct feminist equality garbage here…don’t need to say I am a fisherwoman. This ole gal is simple country folk stock…I am good with the old days of simply saying I am a fisherman. And while I am at it…I don’t need commas between politically correct feminist garbage. I feel secure that you can read that sentence and understand it without me separating words by commas. 🤷♀️
Looking for people who want transformation in their lives. People who want the truth. To hear it. Receive it. Accept it. Live it.
I keep throwing out lines to get bites here on this site. Ready for Father to send the people in. He said if I build it they will come…I built it. He needs to be holding up His end of this deal here. Bring in the masses dear. 😜
Makes me think of the story in the Bible…Luke 5:1-11.
Jesus had Simon Peter throw out the nets into the deep. Although they had not caught anything, Simon obeyed. They caught so much the nets began to break.
I like this idea. I want to pull in so many…it nearly breaks the (inter)net. 😜 See what I did there? Fishing net…internet. 😂
Drachmas
Two…drachmas. I need drachmas. Ever read the story in the Bible where Jesus had Simon Peter throw out the line and catch a fish to pay the temple tax?
Matthew 17:24-27
The first fish he caught had a four-drachma coin in its mouth.
Pretty cool if you ask me. I can use some kind of money gathering like that in my life.
I am telling Father…bring in the fish…bring in the drachmas. This ole gal has been working hard for over 30 years and not collecting any wages here on Earth. I am thinking it is time to start collecting. Harvest time. You know fall did start yesterday? Noticed the corn is nearly harvested in the surrounding boonies.
Love getting out of the city and looking at the farmland. SO many memories of farm fields in my life. Can’t take the country out of this girl. 🤷♀️
Shallow Stuff
On to shallower things. This is a photo of my younger brother. We grew up fishing ponds on the farms around us. We were blessed with many relatives who owned lots of farm ground…which also had ponds on them.
Don’t think we didn’t take advantage of the opportunity to catch some bluegill, crappie, and bass. Three favorite fish to eat right there. Crappie is number one pick for me. Those little filets are so good.
Fun to catch too. Had my favorite jigs that worked like a charm for me. Used to anger my little brother. 😆
Totally forgot about his bib overalls until I saw this pic again. 😀
They may never know how much I loved them both. 🤷♀️ I did love them…more than they know.
Air Force
Both of my brothers were in the Air Force which is why I am wearing that hoodie. My older brother gave that to me…it was probably his to begin with is my guess. He might have left it at the house when he was there for a bit. Can’t remember. Too many years ago.
My older brother was in for ten years. Was going to make it a career until Clinton got in…then things changed, and he got out. He was stationed in California. Japan for a year. Served in Desert Storm and traveled all over the world including Antarctica. He snapped a cool photo while in Antarctica. Love his photo collection of his travels. Has some great pics of some really cool stuff.
My younger brother pictured above was in for four years. When he got out, he got a degree along with an amazing job that suited his personality perfectly.
Questions
While looking at these fishing photos, they have raised numerous questions in my mind. In one of the photos, I noticed we fileted the crappie leaving their skin on.
For the life of me, I can’t figure out why we did that. I don’t ever remember leaving the skin on. Obviously, we did. Can’t figure out what we were thinking here. 🤷♀️
I like the skin OFF. I have fileted a ton of fish in my life…and I take the skin off.
Maybe we were going to cook them over the fire. Not sure. That is the only thing I can come up with here. Shaking my head in perplexion. 🤔
Torn
There ya go, that is my fun little fishing post displaying some old photos.
Now I am torn. Which tab in the mind computer do I go back to next?
I want to continue my ELO song fest. Have a book waiting in queue for me to finish. Excited to see where the author takes the ending too. Trying to think ahead and figure it out.
Also…have a list of things I need to speak to Father about.
The perplexities of life. 😂
Any fishies out there in the sea yet?
*Hand over the eyebrow and squinting on the horizon…intently looking for someone…anyone.*
*Tapping on the screen…are you there?*
Makes me think of Comfortably Numb by Pink Floyd…Hello…anybody in there???
I know…there is a song for everything. Every. Single. Thing. For real. 🤷♀️
Have a MARVY DAY!!!!!!!!! I am myself. 😜