Monday, February 27, 2012
Going Out to Fish
But God switches life up sometimes.
Like a couple of weeks ago, when I started the afternoon visiting with a young mom and finished it in the emergency room. Once the dust settles, you just kind of look around, shake your head a little, and wonder, "Now what?"
I think that Jesus' disciples felt the same way during the weeks following the resurrection. They'd been traveling with Jesus for years. They knew what He wanted them to do every day. "Follow me," He told them and they did.
But now they couldn't. Overnight, their life and mission evaporated. They couldn't follow Jesus where He was going. Most of the time, they didn't even know where He had gone. The heck with it, they thought.
"I'm going out to fish," Simon Peter told them, and they said, "We'll go with you." So they went our and got into the boat...--John 21:3
Why not? They didn't have anything else constructive to do. Jesus hadn't given them any other direction. Might as well go back to the one thing they knew they were good at.
Jesus had told them once that He would make them fishers of men, but without Him, they didn't know how to begin. Jesus had already accomplished salvation. His work was done. Was theirs done, too?
Then, just as suddenly as their work looked over, Jesus again lit their way. Before the night was out, they had a boat full of fish and they were having breakfast with Christ again. Even better, by the time they were done eating, He had begun to explain what they were to do.
Feed my sheep.--John 21:17
Peter and the gang were off and running again. And it works the same way for us.
Sometimes, God shifts our gears and in the pause between, we feel at bit at a loss, somewhat out of focus. But it won't last. Just wait a bit. At some point, He'll tell you what to do.
And, in the meantime, you might as well go fishing.