Much of my life is and has been about fishing.    If you know anything about fishing then you know that it’s about patience, determination, study, observation, experimentation, technique, challenge, sacrifice, reward and if  it really gets under your skin, passion.  I still remember catching my first fish.  We were camped by Lee Vining creek in the High Sierras.  I wasn’t old enough to go fishing with my dad, uncle and brother so I was left behind with my three girl cousins.  All I wanted to do was fish and so for the next few hours I tried everything I knew how to do to catch that trout in the pool of water next to our camp site.  When the “men” came back to camp they were shocked to see me proudly displaying my first fish.  I was hooked for life.    In my late teens I would become hooked on something else–Jesus Christ.  I fell so deeply in love with Him that all I wanted to do was serve Him for the rest of my life.  I heard that same calling that some other fishermen, Peter, Andrew, James and John heard on the shores of Galilee when Jesus gave that invitation to “come follow me and I will make you fishers of men.”   I accepted that invitation and it changed everything.  Yes, much of my life has been about fishing–but not for fish.  And I’ve discovered that a life of “fishing for men” is a life that calls for patience, determination, study, observation, experimentation, technique, challenge, sacrifice, reward and passion.  “Fishing,”  I just can’t imagine spending my life doing anything else.