so today after church we went fishing. Joshua was perhaps the most enthusiastic of the lot, but clearly all the kids seemed keen to go fishing. i had remarked that we’ve got to figure out how to make church a little bit more like fishing for them, because they certainly were not that excited about church this morning.
but fishing was truly an experience.
the weather was perfect. standing by the maribyrnong river on that little pier, with the sun out and the constant cool breeze was heavenly. it really felt like being at a resort.
the boys jumped to it. and off they went.
i got to finally meet uncle ollie and aunty esther who so generously opened their house to us, (and to me, in particular, a complete stranger to them, other than the fact that i was homer and viv’s house guest at the moment!!). they live along the river, and their backyard slopes down to this pier that we were fishing from.
ny first attempt at fishing.
not very successful.
as i tried to throw the hook into the sea, it caught the tree next to us!!!
so yup, it will go down in infamy, that my first catch, fishing was a tree!! go figure! oh well! haha!
but as the afternoon went on, we hadn’t caught anything yet.
but tirelessly, the boys (or rather the men) baited their hooks and the we cast it out again, and waited.
and waited
and waited.
i couldn’t help but think of Jesus that day, walking along the beach, speaking to the disciples and saying to them, that He would make them fishers of men. what an apt metaphor. you painfully make attempts to find the right bait – what is the right way to reach this particular person. and then you throw the line out and you wait and wait and wait. and more often than not, what comes back are seaweed, leaves, junk, and in my case, a line caught in the tree.
but then suddenly, there is a tugging, and you reel it in, and it’s a fish. no matter the size, the celebration is grand.
i don’t think i’ve been that patient or consistent in reaching out to people far away from God.
Father help me.
and the other thing that really struck me today was the kindness and hospitality of Ollie and Esther.
they opened their house and hearts to us. and there is really nothing like it.
they took us out for dinner. (great asian food!!) and then back to their place for desert. (she made puluk hitam, and curry puffs) and then we sat round the piano and worshipped as Ollie played and sang and led us in song.
and i kept thinking to myself – this is church. The kindness of people expressing the Love of God in very practical real , tangible ways, and the desire to bring glory to God in everything.
i am really grateful to have met them and have been so much blessed by their hospitality and kindness.
and i want to desire to do likewise to others.
my life was touched tonight – ironically – a little more than it had at church this morning.