More Than Just Fishing

Over fall break, we had lots of laid back time to visit both sets of grandparents.  Isn't that the best kind of vacation, anyway?  Don't get me wrong, the beach pictures and the Disney pictures gave me a twinge of jealously, but then I looked up to see the sweetness of a very slow, easy week....and I realized that "home" is where we were suppose to be.

And these two, like kindred spirits from another time.  More like friends than grandson, grandfather.  They gravitate toward each other, understand each other....and well, there is a love there that makes my heart want to explode.

Their latest obsession.

Fishing

For HOURS

But it seems to be more than fishing.  I can almost see and feel the sweet qualities growing right before my eyes......qualities taught by the generation before us.  

Like,

patience

self-control

peace

gentleness

kindness

goodness 

JOY

 

and 

LOVE.

As I listened to the conversations by the pond, I learned some lessons can only be taught with time.  Slow, easy, sweet time.


Fishing cannot be a rushed sport, the same goes for memories.

What happens around Pops' pond, is more than just fishing.  

^{Galatians 5-22}

 But the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, patience, 

kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness, self-control; 

against such things there is no law.