A couple of weeks ago I had a rough week and I thought of this idea. Then I spent most of the next 10 days giving care to my mom while she was in the hospital. In between I went fishing and I thought of how God restores me through fishing, replenishes my emotional and spiritual reservoirs to be in service to others. I in no manner mean to trivialize the blessings of God. Fishermen especially will understand:
NIV Psalm 23:1 A psalm of David.
The LORD is my shepherd, I shall not be in want.
2 He makes me lie down in green pastures, he leads me beside quiet waters,
3 he restores my soul. He guides me in paths of righteousness for his name's sake.
4 Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil, for you are with me; your rod and your staff, they comfort me.
5 You prepare a table before me in the presence of my enemies. You anoint my head with oil; my cup overflows.
6 Surely goodness and love will follow me all the days of my life, and I will dwell in the house of the LORD forever.