"I'm going fishing!" announced Peter to his comrades. They all joined him in hearty agreement and set out that evening on the Galilean sea with the hope of overflowing nets. But by early sunrise, they only had empty nets. Nothing had bit, they only had the great catch of nothingness. Of course, they were exhausted, having been up all night, rowing all over the lake, constantly throwing out the nets, and heaving them back in. Fishing was not a task for light weights. No, they all were ready to come home and go to bed. But in the early misty fog as the sun was breaking through, someone stood on the beach, some stranger unknown to them. Someone asking that annoying question that has been asked to anyone who has fished before, "Have you caught any fish?" They all answer him a resounding, "No!" But he doesn't let their answer dissuade him from offering them advice. A stranger on the beach is going to tell those fi...