I didn’t do much fishing growing up, it may have been due to the fact that my dad wasn’t a fisherman, or maybe because the part of Texas I grew up in the fish were so tiny they looked more like bait. And you know there is just no motivation to fishing when the prize is a minnow…
Then I moved to Colorado and thought I would give fishing another try, why not the fish are bigger at least, right? Well, If you are a serious fisherman, my skills would make you cry. Yes, I am “that” person that casts power bait out then instantly starts to reel it in like a spinner. The fish that miraculously catch my line has to have catlike reflexes or swim at the speed of a cheetah.
So, then I had another great idea: I’ll learn how to fly fish. I thought about taking a class to get the basic, but then I thought to myself, Ive seen a River Runs Through It about a dozens times. I’ve got it down. But you know what they don’t show you in that movie? How to untangle the line from trees, blades of grass or yourself, maybe that’s going to be in the sequel…
Then it dawned on me, have you ever notice that fishermen don’t have ADD, there is just no way those two could co-exist. So this must be the reason me and my dad (okay maybe just me) never had that quality that makes a truly great fishermen (or fisherpersons) because, I needed the patience of Job. You know what I mean, you have seen the type? Those fishermen that just lean back on the trunk of a tree, outwardly not a care in the world and their eyes are the only thing moving…
You heard of Murphy’s law, right? If anything can go wrong, it will. Well that is true in the case of Job. Here is a guy that has everything that would make up a pretty good life, then Murphy moved in. In a period of days… Job lost his livestock, children, was covered in sores, and for the bonus prize had a wife that was like one of those yippee dogs that wont shut up. But in all this, he never gave in to blaming God for all that had happened… He knew God was in control and had a plan much bigger than him. Job is the definition of patience. The dictionary states that patience is the quality of being patient, as the bearing of provocation, annoyance, misfortune, or pain, without complaint, loss of temper, irritation, or the like.
Now can’t you just see Job, propped up against a boulder, piece of grass in his mouth, just sitting there talking in low tones to God. Hey God… Why did you take my livestock, and then why my children? Are we okay, God? What is your plan in all of this? Job might have his feet on the edge of the stream trying to ease the throbbing pains of the sores on his feet. His wife runs up and says why are you still holding onto your integrity like that stupid pole, curse God! Job looks up around the brim of his hat, and says, “Hush woman. You’re scaring the fish.”
