The disciples had gone back to their livelihood, the place where Jesus found them in the first place. They had gone back to the old familiar ways. When everything is upside down and inside out, we find comfort in doing normal things. But even in doing normal things, the result is just not the same normal. Put your nets out the other side of the boat is not normal advice, and having it bring in 153 fish where it seemed there were none... well that*s not normal either. So Jesus makes them breakfast on the beach and they break bread and eat fish... and they begin to see a new normal.
When things are topsy-turvy
Upside down
When we don*t know
What to think or do,
We seek out
Normal things:
That old familiar place
We used to fish,
The particular spot
On the edge of the reeds
We remember
From before.
The pull of knotted nets
Our hands and arms, shoulders and backs
Know well.
We keep each other company.
We seek out the normal things
We know so well,
We don*t even have to think.
We don*t have to think
About normal things,
Only hope
They might bring back life as we knew it:
Work and food and sleep,
Repeat.
Work and food and sleep.
Repeat.
We catch nothing all night
Try it another way,
The man offers, from the shore.
We throw the old familiar nets
Off the other side of the boat.
We knotted those nets in the sun
Once upon a time.
It seems so long ago now,
Time has a way of expanding
In times like these.
Topsy turvy upside down
Times like these.
We want to get our bearings
Seek out normal things.
Go back to what we knew once.
What we once knew well.
FISH
153 FISH
It*s Him. It*s Him. It*s Him.
He found us here.
Even here.
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