The unbaited hook was tossed in the river again and again. No fish took the hook. Finally on the last cast the hook got caught on a large cement mooring block.
I awoke from that dream and immediately this scripture came in to view. Continue reading Fishing For Men
I started to write on a dream I had. (Riding a swimming horse. Getting out of the water. Sharks. Nets. A light house. The Bering Strait, reins and a bridle.) I chose not to. (Other things were on my mind.) I began to change gears only to see the revelation coming… Continue reading Bearing Straight! Because We Can!
