A River Has A New Identity

As many of you know, at least in terms of what has been good in life, FISHING has an important place. Not exactly my middle name; nonetheless, it says something that in the next five months, fishing trips are calendared.

I have a “favorite” spot on my computer that can give me the water flow on Muddy Creek in Colorado. Over the years, counting over a decade, it’s my favorite trout haven. Of course it’s catch and release, returning the trout—no matter their size—to their habitat. Still, thoughts of Muddy? Ah, a place of once-in-a-while really good casts and the floating indicator, which when it twitches, even a slight nudge, FISH ON!

That goes for other “favorite domains,” and when the river is named the unleashing is from my memory bank…the time, the weather [hardly ever a deterrent], the cast, the tug, the explosion of a fighting fish. Folks? Even wear a t-shirt that declares my identity, “I fish, therefore I am!”. Sometimes the humility catches up.

As I mentioned, say a river. This morning it’s the Sol Duc and fishing years ago with Jimmie Leons and in the last 10 years with Bob Ball. It’s been a bobber show—casting a tad upstream and gluing the focus on the bobber. When it plunges I say, at least emotionally, “RIP CITY!”, and battle is on. Can even replay catching my first 20 pound steelhead…the picture is evidence. Here goes:

Calawah Feb 11, 2015 20# Steelhead 009

Then. This morning. The Sol Duc took on a whole new meaning and identity. Want to share what caused that. Received this note from a dear, dear friend, Warren Johnson, corrections officer, clergy colleague, licensed minister with the Congregational Church of Forks, Washington. This is amazing…giving JOY a clear definition:

“Wow 11 people got baptized on the river and what a beautiful experience. Words can not explain what happened today on the Sol Duc river just about a half mile down river from the Sol Duc hatchery. Each person and child that came up I knew their life story and the Holy Spirit put the words in mouth on what each person life journey was. Never experienced anything like this before. I will send pics in near future. This Pastor is wore out for the day. What a great day for the Kingdom of God. Thank each of you for leading me in this new experience of the Kingdom of God.”

Blessing, Pastor Johnson

Such joyful news. Warren? You touch my soul—and more than obviously-—grace the lives of so many. Love and peace your way as you share same with your new church members…and the world of Forks, Washington…and even to Leander, Texas. Yes!

About Mark H Miller

Diane and I live in Leander, Texas. This past June 17, 2015 I celebrated the 49th anniversary of my ordination. We returned to Texas after three years in Washington, during which I served as interim minister in Bellevue/Eastgate and Mercer Island. Am planning to begin a 5th novel that will have my protagonist, Tricia Gleason, serve a year in licensed ministry in Snoqualmie, Washington. The novel, "The Lemon Drop Didn't Melt," will find Tricia wrestling with ministry challenges. None of which more daunting than someone wanting her breathing to stop. All the published novels are available on Amazon and Amazon Kindle under Mark Henry Miller. A primary goal in our return to Texas is to make sure grandchildren get lots of attention--here and in Chicago and Washington, D.C. Traveling is definitely an activity that will not slow down. With that, of course, fishing will happen. To that the t-shirt is apt, "I fish; therefore I am." In addition to novels, the book of Blogs, "Voice Of My Heart," is also available on Amazon.
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