Fishers of men

On Monday night we drove to Lorin's Pond to do a little fishing for Family Home Evening. As we drove we had a lesson on being 'fisher's of men' or in other words--missionary work. We discussed what Jesus was doing in this picture and talked about ways we could be better missionaries. But the real lesson for me came as we stood near the pond waiting to catch a fish. We kept throwing our bate out there hoping a fish would bite our line--but nothing! Not even a nibble! It made me think of the missionaries out there serving and trying so hard for someone to accept their message. I know how I felt after an unsuccessful night of fishing and thought that's how they must feel when they can't teach people the gospel. It made me want to be a better member missionary. I am so grateful for the gospel in my life and the strength and hope it gives me. I then thought about the excitement that comes when we catch a fish! Yay! Last month our ward welcomed a new family into the church. What a wonderful experience it was to see a mother and her two daughters baptized. The joy I felt as I witnessed these individuals coming into the fold was so incredible. It was a different happiness than catching a fish on the end of a pole!
Despite the lack of fish that night I'm thankful for the feelings I had about missionary work, and I'm glad we could get out as a family and have a nice night together.