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There's this story that's clinging to my heart. These men are fishing -- all night long they are fishing. It's been a rough night, the catch is nil. It's their livelihood, catching fish, and there's nothing in their nets.
There's one man on the boat who is feeling pretty rotten; it's more than not catching fish. He denied his friend. Three times before the rooster crowed. One moment he is courageous and brave, professing his faith and his assurance in following his friend down any dark path. And now he's living with the stark realization that at the first test...and the second test...and the third, he denied the relationship.
Dawn is breaking and the men are ready to pull in their nets and try again another night. Then someone from shore calls to them, "Cast your nets on the other side."
It's a simple request. I wonder if they debated whether to listen, after all it was a bad fishing night and they were probably more than a little cranky. They listened anyway. They tossed the nets off the right side of the boat.
They were filled with fish. In an instant, the man on the boat, the one feeling low, Peter, recognizes the man on the shore. He is the man denied. In a brash decision, Peter jumps out of the boat, into the water and wades to shore.
I'm sure he doesn't know what to say, how to act. Here is the man he denied. Peter's standing before his friend, his Savior -- Jesus -- embarrassed and mortified by his previous actions. What should he do?
He drags in the nets and the fish are counted. 153 fish. It is recorded in holy text. Someone counted the fish and there were 153 large fish. That's not the part that is sticking with me, though, at least not this time.
It's this: And although there were so many, the net was not torn.
When we stop to count the celebrations, we find a net that can hold them all. The fisherman listened to Jesus and they were blessed -- 153 large and useful blessings -- and the net was not torn.
We are not meant to be worn, to be falling apart, to be holding on by threads. Rather, celebration is a net that can hold life together. It will not be torn. It holds strong and wraps around our fragile hearts.
There is redemption and hope and unconditional love in the rest of the story -- but it all begins by counting the blessings and holding them in a net of celebration.
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