My Godma gave me this amazing story she heard on the radio.
A man was fishing with his grown son in a river, and they were trying to bond themselves, and have some praising-God kind of day. But the day went on and they were getting no bites, they were catching no fish, so I imagine it was a somewhat irritating day. Finally the son says "let's go" and the father says, "OK, but let's just throw 5 more casts." So they do, and on the fifth cast they catch a big fish. And the father says this, that This is the God of the Fifth Cast.
Yes, I love this, because this God is all about timing, and He will give you things when he wants, He will make you wait, but He will deliver to you. He will bring you the fifth cast.
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God speaks to each of us as he makes us, then walks with us silently out of the night. These are the words we dimly hear: You sent out beyond your recall, go the limits of your longing. Embody me. Flare up like flame and make big shadows I can move in. Let everything happen to you: beauty and terror, Just keep going. No feeling is final. Don't let yourself lose me. Nearby is the country they call life. You will know it by its seriousness. Give me your hand. Rilke
1 comment:
that is beautiful, molly, and so right on! what a perfect reminder. God's timing is perfect, even if it may not feel that way to us at the time.
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