Saturday, June 8, 2019
A fisher person took a walk down an old country path towards the old town pond. There were others fishing and talking having as some would say "a time". Presently our fisher friend came to the head of the pond where the brook flowed into a pool locally known as big rock pool, there our fisher found someone reverently casting trying to raise a trout. Ah, there you are said he to our fisher friend I have been waiting for you. For me somewhat puzzled? Then before them a new trail sparked in the morning haze that led up into the far distance and with His hands around our Fisher's shoulders all the pains, worries, and worldly trials disappeared.
The Lord was there to guide our Fisher Friend to the great Golden Pond that lies within Heavens woodland glens.
With all my love
Greg
