All glory to God.
Bobber
The first year I didn't think much about fishing. I spent a lot of time shooting baskets in the park across the street from my house.
Then one day when I was away from home, I noticed a fish. It was a very nice fish. I was intrigued.
I started to regularly go to the place where I had seen that beautiful fish, and I watched it for about a year. I wasn't really interested in actually fishing at that point, but my mind started to consider possibilities.
Then suddenly, I didn't see it anymore.
I thought about that particular fish a lot and tried to figure out why it was so interesting to me.
Then I saw another fish. It was similar, but of a different color. I only saw it once.
That experience got me interested in actually fishing. I acquired some fishing gear and cast my line into the water where I had seen the fishes. I watched my bobber.
Eventually I got some nibbles and thought I had a fish on my hook. I started to reel it in and felt some tugs. Then I saw the fish, but it spit out my hook.
I re-baited and recast. Almost immediately I got a strong hit. I snapped my rod back to set the hook and then began cranking the reel. The fish hardly resisted; it was as if it wanted to be caught.
It was a very nice fish and I pulled it ashore. I picked it up and it didn't struggle. Its mouth opened and shut and its gills fanned out and in as it tried to "breath" water, which wasn't there, of course. That fish definitely seemed to like being in my hands.
When I tried to remove the hook from its mouth, it started to squirm. It slipped out of my hands and bounced back into the water. I watched it swim away. What a disappointment.
That experience gave me confidence I am a fisherman. I actually caught a fish! Amazing. I can do this!
I cast my line out again, hoping to re-catch that same fish. It was a very, very nice fish. Quite young, but a "keeper" per the rules.
I waited and watched my bobber for a very long time. Nothing. I guess I scared it away.
I continue to fish and am enjoying it. Hadn't really done it much before. I go out every day and cast my line into the water. I know this is a good place to fish.
Recently, I saw some wavelet rings emanating from my bobber, so I think I've had some nibbles. I hope so. I'm getting hungry. I like fish.
We shall see what happens. God is faithful.
All glory to Him.
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