something smells

Saturday February 13th, Luke 5: 6 When they had done so, they caught such a large number of fish that their nets began to break. 7 So they signaled their partners in the other boat to come and help them, and they came and filled both boats so full that they began to sink. 8 When Simon Peter saw this, he fell at Jesus' knees and said, "Go away from me, Lord; I am a sinful man!" 9 For he and all his companions were astonished at the catch of fish they had taken, 10 and so were James and John, the sons of Zebedee, Simon's partners. Then Jesus said to Simon, "Don't be afraid; from now on you will catch men." 11 So they pulled their boats up on shore, left everything and followed him. I imagine a hot summer morning, the sun is beating down, a slight breeze is blowing and someone is taking a nice relaxing stroll along the beach. They round a small hill and come face to face with a large stinking mass of rotting fish, boats up on shore, the net laying there and wonder if perhaps they are in the twilight zone. Ever wonder what the stuff you leave behind to follow Jesus would look and smell like in the light of day? Perhaps you don’t smell it now because you are used to it. Try the fresh air of yes.