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Oceans For Emotions: Where do fish go when it rains?

By By Elaine Wheat
Sept. 13, 2013 at 4:13 a.m.

Elaine Wheat

... Saith the Lord of hosts, "If I will not open you the windows of heaven, and pour you out a blessing, that there shall not be room enough to receive it."

- Malachi 3:10

Lately, we have been beautifully blessed with some rain. As I was sitting on my porch listening to the rain landing on the metal roof, I wondered to myself, "Where do all the fish go when it rains?"

I see the dove, sparrows and cardinals land under the palm leaves or fly to the oak trees for shelter. Where do all the fish go during the rain?

When I think back to fishing in the rain, I remember a long time ago when I was fishing in the icy, cold weather on the bank of the channel in Port O'Connor. Of course, I was hoping to catch a big fish.

It was then the strangest thing happened. When I was just about to give up on fishing and head home to warm up, I saw a little bird struggling to fly across the wide channel.

The wind was blowing hard, and the little bird kept trying to make it to safety as the wild wind blew him up and down and back and forth. It was then I realized he was headed right toward me, and then, believe it or not, the little bird landed right on my fishing pole.

Of course, I yelled to my fishing friends to look, and as they did, the little bird landed for only a few seconds and, then, when he got enough strength, the little bird flew to to safety.

It was then that I felt a big hit on my line, and soon, I landed a big redfish. I wanted to fish longer, but as my teeth began to chatter in the cold, I got smart, gathered my tackle and hurriedly headed home to warmth and shelter.

Where do all the fish go when it rains? I suppose they head to deeper water to find shelter.

Dear Lord, thank you for your beautiful blessing of the recent rain and, also, for the many little blessings you shower us with each day of our lives here on Earth. Help us to feel and search for your blessings just as the little bird searched for and saw my fishing pole on that icy, cold fishing day.

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