“And when he had finished speaking, he said to Simon, ‘Put out into the deep and let down your nets for a catch.'”
A very strange thing happens as I’m reading Jesus’ command. It seems like Jesus is talking to me, like He’s giving me the order..
“And Simon answered, ‘Master, we toiled all night and took nothing!'”
Now it’s getting weirder, because I feel like I am offering an objection to Jesus’ request. I feel like I am the one who is answering Jesus in mild protest. “I’ve tried and tried. And I’ve come up empty.”
“‘But at your word I will let down the nets.'”
Now, it’s as if my spirit is agreeing that I, too, should be deferring to Jesus on this one. “I can’t see how this is going to work, but because You say so, I’ll do it. I’ll let down my nets.”
Some of you know what happens next in Luke’s account. Simon hauls in a completely unexpected catch.
“And when they had done this, they enclosed a large number of fish, and their nets were breaking.”
So, I’ve been puzzling over this brief exchange that Jesus and I seemed to have. I’m standing here with a metaphorical fishing net in my hands, wondering what it means for me to let it down.
Then, a couple of days ago, I hear a sermon from that very same text in Luke’s gospel. The preacher issues a challenge: “There’s something Jesus wants you to do, something maybe you’ve done a thousand times before, but He wants you to do it a little differently. You know what it s.”
I really wish I did know. But right now, I’ve got nothing but net.
Has something like this ever happened to you? Has God ever revealed something to you in part before revealing the whole?