Oceans For Emotions: Share the joy of life
"For whosoever shall give you a cup of water to drink in my name because ye belong to Christ, verily I say unto you, he shall not lose his reward."
- Mark 9:41
The pier is perfect. Its wide, bolted planks stretch right out into the deep channel and an oyster reef where the speckled trout wait. The pier is perfect, yet it is private - no trespassing.
Each summer, sunrise will find a dozen fishermen standing, not on it, but in front of it. They are wading in chest-deep, chilly water holding reels above their heads, with long stringers tied to their belt loops in a slip-knot in case a shark hits their catch and only the stringer is pulled away and not the fisherman. The pier stands empty behind them.
I pity that pier with no frayed lines tangled in its pilings, no string attached to its rails, or any splendid smell of shrimp or split crab juice that calls to the seagulls that fly over it, but never stop on it. Its only marks are body-shaped stains from sun-tanning and rusted out rod holders.
How easy it would be if we could fish from that pier, but it is private. It can hear our laughter, but can never share in it. "Where did you catch those trout. "Out in from of the private pier."
Dear Lord, I'll probably never be perfect but please, God, help me never to be totally private. Today, let me give of myself that I may share the joy of a life made a little easier because of me.