Reflection This Week
GONE
FISHING
There are those,
many, no doubt, who would assert that that I have missed out on one
of the truly great joys of life because I have never gone fishing.
Never. Further, doing so is not on my list of ten things I want to
do sometime. It would not be on my list were it ten times as long.
My Dad never fished. The guys I grew up with never fished – or skied
or hunted. We were satisfied to play ball, any kind of ball game,
all year long.
Nevertheless, I
have spent almost all of my adult life fishing, in Jesus’ terms to
Peter, Andrew, James and John, fishing for people. Well, that’s not
quite true. I have spent my adult life sending you out to go fishing
and then I wait for you, the true fishermen and women, to bring the
fish you have caught back to me. Yes, there are some clergy who do
go fishing: they go from door to door evangelizing. Some use the
media. Most of us, however, deal with the fish once they are caught
and landed, or at least once they are on the line.
To stay with the
metaphor, fish do not come to the fishers. The fishers, you, have to
go after them. You have to go where they are. Further, once you are
where they are, they may not take the bait you throw out to them. If
it is tempting, pleasing, alluring enough, they will. If not, they
will not. Once they have latched on to the bait, you have to reel
them in. It will always be a struggle because no one likes to get
caught; no one likes to venture into the unknown, be taken to one
knows not where. The fisherman has to be more determined to catch
the fish than the fish are to be caught.
Fishing for
people is the role of the laity. Preparing the laity to go fishing
is the role of the clergy, the role of the church. The clergy alone,
of course, do not fill that role. Perhaps they once did but not any
more. The laity come to church, to this place, to learn how to fish,
to receive the equipment necessary to do so. There they receive the
support of their fellow fishers and are given strength through the
sacraments.
The truth is
every Christian, every time s/he leaves home, could place a sign on
the door that reads, “Gone Fishing”. Every time each one of us,
laity and clergy alike, step out into the world, what we are doing,
whether we realize it or not, is going fishing. By the way we live
our lives, by the way we love, work and play, we are casting a line
trying to catch those who have not been caught, who have not found
what we have found, have not found Jesus.
The great part in
all this is that we do not need any equipment: no rod and reel, or
line or net, no boat or waders: nothing. To be the fishers Jesus
calls us to be we just need to be ourselves, using whatever gifts
and talents with which we have been blessed, and seeing and seeking
and serving the Jesus we see in every person we meet. Whatever we
are doing, wherever we are, we are fishing.
How successful
we are is not the point. The number of fish we catch is not
important. We have to leave that in God’s hands allowing the Spirit
to do the pushing and prodding. The laity, you, are the fishers as
well as the line, the bait and the hook. When the fish see the Jesus
in you seeing the Jesus in them, they’re ripe for the catch. Reel
them in. It may or may not be a struggle. But don’t give up. Then
bring them to church and together we will teach them, too, how to
fish. WJP