“Many men go fishing all of their lives without knowing that it is not fish they are after” (Henry David Thoreau).
Countless times, I’ve thought I had life figured out. Seriously. I thought I had the details of life under my thumb. I was the master of my fate, future, and fortune.
Each time I had everything figured out, a curveball came my way. Out of nowhere. Blindsiding me completely.
Why do those things blindside me? I am not promised exemption from being blindsided.
Blindsiding is more normal than abnormal.
Could it be I’ve been fishing for the wrong things?
i can relate Steve. What is the old saying? "The best laid plans of mice and men (go down the tubes)" My prayer for you and for me and all of us is that would/could learn to adjust to the change of fishing holes.
ReplyDeleteI don't mind going fishing anymore once I decided that I didn't bother me that it wasn't me driving the boat.
ReplyDeletethat reminds me...
ReplyDeletei was craving a fish sandwich yesterday.
i heart seafood.
couldn't it just be the shepherd's hook?
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