Bible

Who Am I?

Who am I? As men, we often ask ourself this question. Or at the least, we answer this question to others. We begin to list our jobs, family, accomplishments, and sometimes our hobbies. But that isn’t who we are, it’s just a list of some surface level things that we do. But who am I really? …

14 Feet Closer

14 feet closer to GOD in an old oak tree. Somewhere in the middle of the wilderness surrounded by old growth forest. Just some big Oak, Maple, Hickory, and a few Persimmon trees on a frosty calm clear morning. So still and quiet that the only sound is the occasional acorn dropping to the ground. …

Those will catch a lot of fishermen

PawPaw used to laugh at the plethora of artificial baits.
We would walk into the bait shop to get a few tubes of crickets or worms. I’d venture down the row of plastic baits. I’d often pick up a few of the shiniest, brightest, the most noise making rattle ones. I examined the bright colors. I’d move them to see how they shimmered in the light. I’d shake them to hear them rattle.
Then PawPaw would grin and say “Those will catch a lot of fishermen, but I don’t know how many fish they’ll catch.”