“Come, follow me,” Jesus said, “and I will make you fishers of men.” Mark 1:17
The year was 1973. My husband had been pastor of a small church in western Montana for two years when he resigned to accept a call in Minnesota. We were at his going away party. Many people stood up and shared how the Lord had used Pastor Howard for good in their lives. Afterward a fellow pastor’s wife who had been invited to the party, walked up to my husband and said, “You caught a big fish here, Howard. A Big Fish.”
Howard has been at home in northwestern Wisconsin this fall of 2013, fighting lymphoma and wishing he could go to the school where he volunteered as a book buddy before he became ill. As he sorted through the third wave of home made get well cards, letters, and art work from the children at the school, I said, “You caught a big fish here, Howard. A Big Fish.”
I am thankful to be married to a man who has kept “fishing for men” in all the circumstances and seasons of his life, even in this season of doing battle with cancer. I believe he will have another big catch, maybe even a bigger catch, in these dark and troubled waters.