Called to be a fisherman, my livelihood I spend
Many days out on the sea, casting my net for a catch
Sometimes empty-handed, so I row back to shore
No time to think of wealth or fame, this is my lot, nothing more…
As is my custom I ready my wares, I swab the deck, and mend my nets; sails set…
The words of the passerby say, “Come, follow me…”
Without hesitation and without regret, I lay down my net, and follow…
A fisherman you’ve been called to be, catching fish out on the sea…
Night after night, waters calm, or, stormy…
Now, you’ll become a fisher-of-men, so cast your net and welcome in, souls, for the kingdom…
Filled to more than you can count, souls come pouring in, using nets not made by human hands, you make your cast and then begin… for the Passerby has called you to His side…
Like waves upon the shore-line, He comes riding on the tide…
He seeks you out and calls you,
Fishers-of-men and women, come, follow the Master Fisherman…
Without hesitation and no regret, I drop my net, and follow, Him…
~Marla Shaw O’Neill February 5, 2019
Matthew 4:19-20 Walking along the beach of Lake Galilee, Jesus saw two brothers: Simon (later called Peter) and Andrew. They were fishing, throwing their nets into the lake. It was their regular work. Jesus said to them, “Come with me. I’ll make a new kind of fisherman out of you. I’ll show you how to catch men and women instead of perch and bass.” They didn’t ask questions, but simply dropped their nets and followed.
Marla, this is absolutely beautiful! Thank you for sharing the inspiration God give you with all of us.
Blessings!
Thank you Martha. I have to tell your I’m reading your books they are absolutely wonderful…I’ll send you an email. You are an amazing Author ❤️
Thank you, dear friend! So gratified to know you are enjoying them. 🙂