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Reflections on Luke 5


Fish in the light of day,
fish with your whole heart.
Fish for people today -
cast off, make a start.

Be bold, stand strong
through the night till morning's dawn.

Be brave, stand true
till beautiful feet touch morning's dew.

Just when you think it's over,
just when you think it's done
the journeys' just beginning -
the struggle Jesus has won.

Live love out in the light of day.
Life love even in the dark.
Give love to the full - never sparing a part.

Be willing, be open to the road ahead.
Be real, be broken - lean on me each step.

Just when your dream has ended.
Just when it fades away.
The sun had just risen -
it's the beginning of a new day.

Copyright T.L. Eastman June 2012

Luke 5: 5-11
Simon answered, “Master,(E) we’ve worked hard all night
and haven’t caught anything.(F)But because you say so,
I will let down the nets.”
When they had done so, they caught such a large
number of fish that their nets began to break.(G)

So they signaled their partners in the other boat
to come and help them, and they came and filled
both boats so full that they began to sink.
When Simon Peter saw this, he fell at Jesus’ knees
and said, “Go away from me, Lord; I am a sinful man!”
(H)
 For he and all his companions were astonished
at the catch of fish they had taken,
 10 and so were
James and John, the sons of Zebedee, Simon’s partners.
Then Jesus said to Simon, “Don’t be afraid;(I) from
now on you will fish for people.”
 11 So they pulled
their boats up on shore, left everything and followed him.(J)

Comments

Mel said…
Awesome......
Tara Lamont said…
Thanks Mel. :)

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