Fishing

Fishing

There’s nothing like an early summer’s morn

The sky burnt orange here comes the dawn

The lake water is a smooth blue glass

Until the biting bugs begin to land to drink suddenly a splash

The trout have awakened from their slumber

Time now to eat as they arise from down under

The bugs aren’t the only thing splashing

The fisherman were already keenly awaiting

Soon their flies have filled their nets

They know how to do it preparation and execution wins their bets

So too with us who are also expected to fish

Not for those that swim but those that dream and wish

Our Lord laid out the plan for us to evangelize

Now it’s time we try every morning after we arise

Pray for guidance help and strength

To spread our Lord’s Words over every breadth and length

To not do this will be your dismay

Because you run the risk of not being with Jesus in Heaven one day

Amen

JFFIII 9/5/24