They went out and got onto the boat.
But caught nothing that night.
And we despite all our worries somehow keep afloat
Steering to what we hope is not night but light.

The disciples were in trauma , so went fishing.
They wanted to do something familiar.
Yet they caught nothing.
But nothing ever again would be similar.

They saw Jesus standing on the shore.
They did what he told them to do.
They caught more fish than ever before.
All was made anew.

They would never be the same again.
To all our  imperishable gain.

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They took the boat out
Yet still caught nothing that night
Then they saw Jesus

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See John 21 : 1-14

In a state of alarm and fright.
They thought they were seeing a ghost.
Sometimes doubt and fear obscure the light.
Or we cannot really comprehend the holy host.

Like them I wonder is this a God presence.
Or a figment of my imagination.
Is this a lie or profound sense.
Is it mere wish fulfilment , temptation.

But he showed them the wounds on his feet.
He ate fish in front of their eyes.
He could talk and he could meet.
How could this be mere lies.

And these frightened men found great  vigour.
And started to pull an earth shattering spiritual  trigger.

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Did they see a ghost
Or did they really see God
A matter of faith

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See Luke 24 : 35-48

Jesus came up and walked by their side.
But something prevented them from recognising him.
Are we blinded by our pride.
Succumbing to every whim.

What if he walked  alongside us.
Would we recognise him.
We might just think this stranger had missed the bus.
He would be just another anonym.

He took the bread and said the blessing.
And their eyes were opened.
At communion do we believe and stop guessing.
Is all doubt truly ended.

Are our hearts like theirs  at his words burning.
Are we truly listening.

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Jesus walks near us
Are we paying attention
Or just walking on

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See Luke 24 : 13-35

Filled with awe and great joy.
The women came away from the tomb and ran to tell the disciples.
These words at mass always give great joy.
Somehow imagining the scene we become disciples.

And there coming to meet them was Jesus.
Greetings, he said, do not be afraid.
And in mass we too feel we can meet Jesus.
For a moment only we are no longer afraid.

I sat for a long time thinking on these words.
Letting them wash over me.
Thoughts rose joyfully like birds.
There was no horizon however far that I could not see.

Later I looked at a Turner’s seascape.
Here at last the mind can escape.

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Greetings he tells us
He says do not be afraid
And now nor should we

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See Matthew 28 : 8-15