Monday, June 21, 2010

gone fishin'



There's one thing I love about fishing...

...Sitting in the middle of a lake [or whatever body of water it may be] and watching the sun peek through the clouds, and quietly settling on the horizon and vanishing into
the abyss.
There is just something so calming and refreshing about this aspect of fishing. Now as being the observer I am, maybe I wouldn't have noticed it so much if I was fishing. Yes... I was just watching my nieces and nephew fish with my Dad. And it made me wish I was young again. Not having to deal with all the worries and wonders of life just yet; and just fish and watch the sun. It's almost as if time stands still for a moment-- and you're able to see the beauty in that.
I love listening to the water move while the boat skims atop the water. There is just something peaceful about it as well. The kids were all excited when they caught little Blue Gills; in fact, my niece Bryanna caught a 12" Bass! She was really excited, but she was scared of it... it was wiggling all around-- but I got a picture with it-- a silly one at that.
It was an enjoyable Father's Day-- and I wish my Dad & I went fishing when I was younger. I only remember a few times we ever went... but we can only move forward in life. We can't dwell on the past-- but make up for what we have in the here & now...

Which I've decided that, whatever happens... the Lord knows the way we will tread in the waters that we're swimming in. Sometimes there are storms that want to drown us, but He'll always keep us afloat, even when it seems impossible. And then we have time to just lay on our backs and float down stream... in the calm waters that give us peace.
I have peace about life right now, even when things seem unclear. There's a passion in my heart for greater things-- things I can't even begin to describe. But I'm always hopeful that this time around, it will be right. Sometimes I'm wrong, but that's okay. It changes me and helps me to grow into who I need to be. I think we're always in that path of changing no matter who we encounter.
I guess I'm just waiting... floating on down the river of peace... waiting to bump into another who has been waiting too. It's a funny thing; love. When you aren't paying attention, you run right into it. I feel like I wasn't paying much attention, or had my attention on someone else, rather; and something about the way he looked at me & shook my hand, made me think back to that moment I had shrugged off... Perhaps it's my hopeful state again, wishing for that to be something more... but there was just something about him-- his mischievous grin and playful eyes that brought me back to the first
moment we met....
Maybe it's just a dream in the making from my mind... but maybe it's something I've been waiting for...