Theology of Rest
Introduction
The Disciples Report
The Workers Refresh
Fishing is a chance to wash one’s soul with pure air, with the ripple of the stream and the shimmer of the sun on the blue waters.
It brings meekness and inspiration from the glory and wonder of nature, and charity toward tackle-makers. It brings mockery and profits; the quieting of hate and lift of the spirit. And it brings rejoicing that one does not have to decide a thing until next week.
An Assyrian tablet of 2000 B.C. says:
The Gods do not subtract.
From the allotted span of men’s lives
The hours spent in fishing.
—Herbert Hoover
IN Cromwell’s time, a writer tells us that he walked all down Cheapside in the early morning and found all the blinds down, because at every house they were having family prayer. Where will one go to find such a state of things in this burning age? You are up in the morning and at it; and all day long you are at it, and at it, and at it. Little rest is given to our minds, and yet we want holy rest.