Posts Tagged ‘common sense’

Three Fish Stories

Friday, June 7th, 2013

1…This 1,323-pound shark was caught off California’s Huntington Beach this week after a battle which took more than two-and-a-half hours.

2…Several years back my son and I, along with a friend caught a 54 pound catfish on a trotline in the Buffalo River near Hurricane Mills, Tennessee.

3…A while back a luxury sports car pulled in front of me causing me to have to swerve. Like so many of us, the guy was on a cell phone. I doubt if he ever saw me. His license plate read “Big Fish.” I had to laugh. Many of us might think that we are big fish or wish we were, but not quite narcissistic enough to put “Big Fish” on our license plate.

I expect that if we are honest, in our heart of hearts, most all of us at times have longed to be a big fish.  God instilled in humans the need for acceptance and for significance. The truth is, who really wants to be a minnow?  Yet, most of us don’t actually wear the Big Fish sign.  We are more subtle.

When I was in my twenties, single, living in Atlanta and on the hunt, I bought a cubic zirconium pinky ring. It looked great. Just like the real deal but actually it was nothing more than a Big Fish sign.  After a few days of incessantly admiring my new, sparkling pinky, it occurred to me that there was a distinct disconnect between my “diamond ring” and my lemon yellow Pinto.  I elected to take the ring back and keep the Pinto.  But I assure you that I’ve had other big fish moments since. What I have come to understand, albeit late in life, is that once I accepted myself, I no longer had a desire to wear Big Fish signs.

Something to think about

Over Your Shoulder

Wednesday, May 29th, 2013

The other day I was working on Sunday’s message, as I had lunch, at the counter of Puckett’s Grocery in Leipers Fork. The place was quite crowded with few available seats. One of the interesting things about Puckett’s is you never know whom you might see there. I’ve sighted movie stars, famous singers, professional football players, coaches, television people, but mostly regular people. At Puckett’s everybody pretty much looks the same. A banker friend told me that the rich folks who live in Leipers Fork dress down so they will blend in at Puckett’s. I don’t know if he is right about that. However, I hardly recognized Nicole Kidman the time I saw her there.

As I sat there working on my message and finishing up the last of my sweet potato fries, a voice from behind made a comment to me that indicated he had been reading my notes over my shoulder for some time. As we were talking the stranger told me that he knew quite well one of the people mentioned in my message. He then gave me his personal opinion of the guy and it wasn’t very high. I had used his infamous friend as an illustration of someone who had recently experienced public humiliation.

There are a couple of takeaways from this seemly innocuous encounter.  First, some people are pretty dang nosey. The fact that this guy stood reading over my shoulder bears this out. I was blown away when he unabashedly tipped his hand by offering his personal opinion of the guy whose name he saw in the notes.  Few things surprise me; that was one that did. It was akin to eavesdropping on a conversation then offering an unsolicited opinion.

Secondly, and much more importantly, this incident points out a certain fact of life — a fact we should all bear in mind. People  are always watching us, perhaps more closely than we ever realize. What will they see?

Something to think about