John was a fisherman.Like his brother. Like his father before him.
Fishing was familiar and routine.
That’s when Jesus spoke.
In the middle of the ordinary.
It was unexpected.
His words were uncharacteristic.
“Hey guys! Catch any fish?”
But John heard Him.
“Hey guys! Fishing off the wrong side of the boat? Making your own decisions? Using your own best judgment? How’s that working?”
It wasn’t working to be quite honest.
When the nets began to break, it was like cold water thrown in John’s face.
“It’s the Lord!”
John never went back to the familiar and routine.
And I wonder …
Has Jesus spoken in the middle of my ordinary?
And I missed it.