A friend of ours took my son fishing a few weeks ago. Although at the time he didn't catch anything, he loved it! Thanks to our generous friend, my son now has his own fishing rod and tackle box .
Last week, we went to a park nearby for a picnic supper and for my son to try out his new fishing rod in the lake. Unfortunately, a storm blew up and he only got a few casts in before we had to dash for shelter.
Ever since then, he's been begging me to take him to the lake again but it hasn't worked out. Finally, the other day I suggested he fish in the creek that runs by our house, and he could cut up a tilapia fillet for bait.
He was not five minutes out fishing in the creek when I heard the doorbell ring. There he stood proudly holding his first catch ever -- a small catfish. His sister and I were very impressed.
Now he can't wait to get home from school so he can go fish the creek some more. He's caught 6 fish in the last 2 days. (Apparently, the local fish love tilapia.) So far, everything has been too small to eat. (Although, I could cut them all up and make fish stew like we did in the village. Not a bad idea!)
It made me think. In the ordinariness of our lives, it can be those simple things close to us that give us the greatest joy if we only have the eyes to see.
"For You make me glad by Your deeds, O LORD; I sing for joy at the works of Your hands." Psalm 92:4