There are times when I can sense God is trying to tell me something.
Like this summer when I heard the message of John 21 from a few
different speakers and it was in a fiction book I was reading. The
scene Jesus has died, and been resurrected. But the disciples seem a
bit lost as to what to do. So Peter decides lets go back to the
familiar, what we know and are sure of, what we are good at. lets go
fishing. Most of the other disciples say, ok, we’ll come too. Out all
night, catch nothing. Would guess they would be feeling pretty down,
in low spirits. The sun rises and they notice a man on the nearby
shore who tells them cast their nets on the other side. Did they
recognize their savior then?they followed his instructions, caught
very full nets and Peter dives into the water to get to Jesus as
quickly as he could. (Then the scene changes to when Jesus forgives
Peter for his denial of Him.)
How often do I forget years of walking with Jesus and fall back on
what I know, what’s comfortable to me to try and figure out my life.
Stuck trying to untangle things on my own.