• Originally published March 11, 2010 at midnight, updated March 12, 2010 at 5:10 p.m.

John 3:16 "For God so loved the world that He gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in Him should not perish but have everlasting life."

The Lenten season had just begun and to me that meant that fish became a requirement. I had done my church things and all I needed to become more Holy was to catch fish to eat and call it a sacrifice. I don't believe I have this Lenten thing down right just yet. (LOL) (That means "Laugh Out Loud" to any reader who doesn't have grandkids.)

To keep in my Spiritual journey, I decided that I could do the religious things that Lent requires and fish at the same time. I named my ocean the Seaside Chapel and dedicated my fishing and thinking to God.

I was using a top water lure and fishing over shell. That required a lot of casting and not just standing there watching a cork or feeling a tight line.

Therefore, to become a better person, I decided that each time I would cast out, I would think of something that I needed to cast out of my life and each time I pulled the plug in, I would think of something I needed to add to my life.

That was pretty simple religion, and even a fisherman could understand that theology.

For me, it went like this: I need to cast out my habit of being overly critical. I will pull in accepting others and things as they are.

I knew I needed this when some "friend" asked me, "Well, who made you God?"

I need to cast out being disorganized and reel in organization.

I actually think that I am orderly. The only problem is that no one else can understand my methodless way of order.

Every time my oldest son, Buck, yes, Buck Wheat, comes home, he goes through my kitchen cabinet and throws away everything that is out of date.

I just use the B.C and A.D. system. It makes me think I'm rich to have all that stuff in the cabinet.

Finally, and I hate to admit this, but, after all, I am a fisherman, I'm going to cast out some four letter words that I save for backlashes, hang-ups, and broken lines. I am going to replace them by slowly retrieving other four letter words like, "Help, Hope and Love."

Dear Lord, as I left my Seaside Chapel, I realized that I will never be good enough to deserve the Son you gave. All I can do is my best and keep on casting.

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