Matthew 4:18-25
Nets
Nets
I have shown you a picture of the beach where we used to play. (April 3) The big rocks are called the Lion and the Sphinx Rock. Behind them are rocky shelves, home for pools captured from the ebbing tide. We took our nets and fished, or just watched as the unsuspecting gobies and prawns lived their lives in the patches of sand on the pool floor. We never caught anything worthwhile. My joy was in the observing, fish looking like sand on the move.
Whether of not I was called from my net, Texas and Pembrokeshire are parted by more than an ocean, an accent and a lack of rock pools. Here is where I am following what I hope is the way of Jesus.
Whether of not I was called from my net, Texas and Pembrokeshire are parted by more than an ocean, an accent and a lack of rock pools. Here is where I am following what I hope is the way of Jesus.
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