“I’ve thought for some time about a secret I could tell you, but in the end I feel I don’t really have any secrets. What secrets I did have are faded things of yesterday. To be honest I think I’ve lost hope in having any secrets of my own, and so I live vicariously through yours. Someday, I suspect, that will all change and your secrets will come to light. You’ll have to behave yourself then, and perhaps live vicariously through whatever secrets I may have grown into. In the meantime, I remain yours, in confidence.”
Tag: Fishing
Fish, Come Out!
Sometimes you’ve got to command them out of the hole in the name of Jesus.
Ice fishing
The ice is still 20 inches deep on the lake. Hard to believe it’s almost the end of April.