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Deep Water

The crowds wouldn't stop, they continually were drawn to the teaching and healing of this man. They pressed around him and seemed to find him wherever he went. Since Jesus was by a lake and saw the boats of the fisherman, it seemed a good idea to teach from the boat and maintain the audience on the shore. After he was done teaching, he said to Simon (one of the owners of the boat), "Let's push out to deep water to fish." Simon's response to Jesus was reluctant at best, "We've worked real hard all night and caught nothing, but because you ask, I'll try again." Off they went into the deep and there they put those same old nets down just like they had done so many times before. All at once, it was as if all the fish in the sea were captured because the nets began to break! They had to signal other boats to come and help! They filled two boats of fish, almost to the point of sinking! Who knew that such a thing could happen?

It's the last day of 2010, and in some ways I feel that I too must push out into deeper water. I have probably been reluctant because it's safer along the shore. Besides I think I have worked real hard on many things this year and have seemingly ended up with empty nets. Not every goal or hope ends at the year fulfilled. In some ways, things turn out the complete opposite of what I pray for. But once again I am reminded the outcome is not up to me. Jesus wants me to trust him, and just push on. Trust the deep waters, the uncertain times, because he's in the boat with me; I'm not alone. Let down those nets just one more time, let down my nets of self-control, and let His love and grace flow through me. . .

Happy New Year, 2011!

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