Fishing with Lures


Stripers have been abundant this year in the Rappahannock River.  They are out of season now and you can’t keep them until October, but they are fun to catch because they are so strong.  We haven’t killed any of them.  I like casting lures the best.  When they strike, they fight the whole way in and even in the boat.  They try to get the lure into your hand, as well.

Johnny and I thought we would try something different.  We got a float and a hook, then put the float two feet above the hook.  On the hook was peeler.  We both watched the bobber float over the riff-raft, and to our surprise, the bobber went under.  We caught two stripers like that!

We need to learn the Potomac River.  You can keep two stripers per person all the way to the end of December there.  I remember when I was young we caught them at Ragged Point and the rock pile across the way.  We also caught some large white perch, over a pound back then by casting lures.

All of our fish have been over twenty inches with one that was thirty inches and another at thirty-one.  One of the great pleasures in life is fishing.  It’s almost as good as helping someone.  I hope your fishing trips are blessed, as well.



In God’s Image


A lot of times I really don’t know what to write about.  Things happen every week, and I know that we are blessed by God.  I don’t want to brag about them, but we do want others to experience the personal relationship with Him as we do.

Johnny and I have been stringing wire at a horse farm to electrify the pastures.  The wire is tough to cut and hard to bend.  Unfortunately, the wire cuts us quite often, mainly on our legs.  It is so hot in the sun that we wear shorts.  The bottom part of the third pasture is a swamp so we have to wear rubber boots.  We must look silly in our shorts and boots.  We can’t wait to take the boots off because our feet and legs get so wet with sweat.

Most of our cuts heal all by themselves.  We’ve been putting charcoal poultices on the ones that get infected, and they heal in a day.  We are fantastically made!  I don’t know how far from the image of God we have fallen.  Adam lived 930 years, but he was created to live forever.  That’s something that we will experience when Jesus returns.  I wonder if we will get cuts in heaven and on the New Earth.  Somehow I doubt it.  We won’t be stringing wire to keep horses from getting into the road!