IT WAS cold walking home from school today. My cheeks were red and my fingers tingled as I came into the house.
Coming into our warm kitchen I smelled the good lunch Mother had waiting for me.
“I’m glad I came home for lunch, Mother, even if it was cold walking home,” I said.
“I’m glad too,” said Mother as she gave me a bowl of hot soup.
As I ate my lunch I wondered about all the nice things Mother does for me. “Is it a lot of trouble, Mother, fixing my lunch every day?” I asked.
“We like to do things for those we love,” replied Mother.
Then she told me this story.
“The Lord Jesus’ disciples had been fishermen. A disciple is ‘one who follows.’ They had been out fishing all night and hadn’t caught a single fish. When morning came they must have been tired and hungry and they were heading for the shore. The Lord Jesus was standing on the shore waiting for them. He asked them if they had anything to eat, and they answered, No. He said to them, ‘Cast the net on the right side of the ship.’ This they did, and they caught so many fish they were not able to draw the net in. When they got to land they saw a fire of coals there and some fish and bread laid on it. It was the Lord Jesus Himself who had kindled that fire and prepared that breakfast and He called to them again. ‘Come and dine,” He said kindly, and He and His disciples sat around the warm fire He had made. As they ate the warm meal He had prepared for them, they listened to His words of love and wisdom.
“The Lord Jesus is the same Saviour and Friend of all those who trust Him now,” said Mother. He loves and cares for us just as He did for His disciples when He was on earth long ago. He knows just what we need and He helps and carries us along day by day.
ML-02/25/1973