Oceans For Emotions: Make sure to leave a dent before you leave this world
Sept. 9, 2011 at 4:09 a.m.
By Elaine Wheat
He brought me up also out of a horrible pit, out of the miry clay, and set my feet upon a rock and established my goings.
- Psalms 40:2
I went fishing today on a school day, and it was legal because I am still retired. That doesn't sound so unusual, but for me it is. I have retired three times before, and as soon as I did, some educational boss would call me and tell me that they had the perfect, must-do job for me. I would fall right back into that pit again, loving every minute of it.
This time, I have retired forever, my motto being, "You can't get bait out of an empty bucket." I have already had one caller from Victoria College that had the "perfect, must-do job for me." To avoid the temptation, I locked my cell phone in the car and ran out to stand, waist deep, fishing on the sandy bottom, "my miry clay" for flounder, my favorite fish to catch on a rod and reel.
I have a secret place to fish for flounder that I don't even share with my closest friends. It is a great place to catch flounder, but a horrible place to fish for them. Flounder like feeding off the mud and sandy bottom, just waiting there for something to come by to feed on, in this case, my bait. This means that I have to wade out to where they are, and stand in the mire up to my knees, and the water under my arm pits. That even hurts to talk about it.
When I had caught my share of flounder, I trudged out, dressed myself in a large, heavy-duty garbage bag and looked back to where I had found my faithful flounder. I wanted to be sure I could find that spot again. Much to my surprise, the sea had covered up the hole I was standing in, and there was absolutely no sign that the retired Elaine Wheat, famous fisher for flounder, had ever been there.
Dear Lord, is that how we all leave your earth? God, I'm glad you thought up heaven. I do pray though that I did leave a dent on this earth before this retirement thing started.