Fly Fishing

You guys probably have trouble reading my blogs. I'm a little too blunt at times, and some would say a little too spiritual. I can be a little blunt at times, but it has its time and place. A little too spiritual though? You know, maybe that's just how I'd like people to think of me. That really isn't the case though. I'd love to be a little too spiritual.

I think, that maybe in a way, fly fishing is spiritual. Now, don't hear what I'm not saying. Fly Fishing isn't God, and you're not gonna find God in fly fishing if that's what you do all your life. I've never been fly fishing, but I want to go. Something about the running waters, the solitude, and the breathtaking beauty gets me just a little excited. (ok I lied. It gets me a lot excited. Yes I used improper grammar here. Deal with it, I'm an english major. I can take poetic liscense with anything)

There are so many references to living water, running water, beauty, solitude, being quiet and such in the bible that I think fly fishing would be a great activity to love God as the all wise creator, and use it to spend time with Him in simple prayer, reflection, and thankfulness. I love fishing. I want not only to be a fisher of fish, but I want to Lord to make me a fisher of men.

I suppose it's time to make this happy. I'm going to cabelas soon to potentially pick up some gear. Before no time, I'll be fishing in these waters.