
Some friends came over today, and our families all went fishing in our neighborhood pond. It was fun, and each child caught tons of fish. It was so hot and sticky because of the storm moving in, but it was worth it.
We always throw the fish back once we unhook them. Tonight, as we went to unhook one of the fish - we saw another hook stuck in the fish's mouth!! This fish had been caught twice!! (Only the 2nd catch was by us.) This is especially odd, since there are hundreds and hundreds of these little fish in this huge pond!
I'm thinking about all this right now because I ask myself, how many times have I been 'caught' more than once. I mean caught, like fallen for something. I think of that little fish, and he saw something really good and tempting, in easy reach and he went for it and got caught. He was fortunate, because the first person threw him back. The poor little fish! This must have been a horrible experience, especially with the hook left in his mouth as a reminder of the catch. You would think he'd steer clear of easy, good, tempting bait. But he didn't learn the lesson, he saw more good tempting food, and again went for it. He was lucky again, we got both hooks out, and threw him back. (He was on a lucky streak- today would be a good day for him to buy a lottery ticket!) But, again, this could not possibly be a pleasant experience.
Now I know he is a fish, and his job is to eat, without putting to much thought into where the food is coming from, but I guess the "quirky thought" part of me kicked in. I think of how often I see 'temptations'or 'short cuts' and I give in. I should learn from earlier experiences, like the little fish should have, but I take the bait the 2nd time, just like the little fish. Why!?
I guess this train of thought isn't something that could ever be answered, but it feels good to write it down.
Quote of the day,
Mae West said,
"I generally avoid temptation unless I can't resist it!"
Gratitudes
1. My clean bathroom
2. Having my own bathroom sink
3. Seeing my favorite little turtle as we fished (I finally getting his photo!)
4. All the quail at the birdfeeder
5. Friends with kids as loud as my own kids, (makes me think we are normal!)


1 Comments:
Of course you're normal - don't you realise you're programmed in to just hear your kids more loudly than other people hear them - it goes back to the primitive sensing your owns distress calls
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Unknown, at 21 June, 2006 07:49
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