My friend, may I ask you a question? Do you find God’s call to tell others of Christ penetrating and incessant? If not, is your heart blocking it? If we heed the call will we find hungry souls waiting downstream to catch?
My friend, life’s a story, welcome to This Passing Day. I’m Mark Brunner.
I enjoy fishing for trout among the rushing streams of northern Wisconsin. One river in particular, about three hour’s drive north, is a favorite. I long to just sweep my fly rod across the blue sky and watch the fly drift down the wide and rushing waters past boulders and rapids toward a lurking trout downstream. Stream-side there's a game path leading down to the river’s edge; a particular location astride a myriad of boulders and driftwood where I normally fish. I believe those boulders have my name on them. Every few weeks I can hear them calling me, beckoning me to grab my gear and go. As science tells us that even inert objects emit radio waves, could it be that the boulders have honed in on Beech Springs, targeting me with their incessant barrage of inviting, low-frequency energy? Like a radio dish antenna, my heart captures the pulsating invitation and transmits it to the brain. “Hey! It’s time to go fishing Mark. We’re waiting for you just three hours away. Step on our granite backs. The river awaits and the fish are hungry.”
Whether or not radio waves have anything to do with it, the river calls me. When it does it lays a burden on my heart and mind to go. The call has weight and feel to it. Eventually I will heed and go and find the fish.
Here’s a thought adapted from Proverbs 8 by an unknown author. “Hear instruction, then, and be wise: Watch for me, wait for me, listen for me; discern the riffling of the water, the waving of the treetops, the moving of the Spirit, lest you fall in love with death and lose out on eternity. The man who finds me finds life, the only real life there is, in the favor of the Lord.” (Source Unknown.)
The Apostle Paul in 1 Corinthians 9:16 tells us–– “… I am compelled to preach. Woe to me if I do not preach the gospel!” God’s call was compelling. It was a necessity that was laid upon Paul; in no way whimsical or fleeting. It had weight and feel to it and Paul felt that. “Watch, wait, listen and discern” were its incessant pulsating tones. Its substance was compelling because it was singular, beyond anything else of motivating purpose in Paul’s life. Like those radio waves, the call penetrated all that stood between Paul and his Lord. His heart caught the energy and he was moved to go fishing. Like a river flowing toward the time when Jesus would return, human souls were hungry and waiting for Paul to serve up the bait of the gospel. As I will most certainly heed the call to find and catch those trout despite any inconvenience or other priority, so you and I must also heed the Spirit of God as he calls us to preach and teach in Paul’s stead today. A Christian life is compelling and singular as God’s call is penetrating and incessant. The only thing that can stop it is a human heart–yours or mine. If we heed the call we will find spiritual lives waiting downstream, hungry for the gospel; if only we heed the call to go fishing.
We pray. Heavenly Father, thank you for calling us to preach the Good News of salvation in Jesus Christ. Help us Lord to listen for your call, never allowing other things of lesser importance in our lives to block its message. Forgive us when we close the doors of our hearts to the most compelling force in all the universe––the call to fish for human souls. In Jesus name we pray. Amen!
Therefore my friend, do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry for itself; each day has enough trouble of its own. (Matt 6:34) This Passing Day. May this passing day honor our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ and be a blessing to you and everyone you meet. Find a stranger and say hello. Don’t let another day pass without your day blessing someone else.
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