I’m going fishing

Friday of the Easter Octave – Acts 4:1-12; John 21:1-14

What to do? That was surely the question in the disciples’ hearts after the Resurrection. Their days of following Jesus of Nazareth seemed suddenly interrupted, and uncertainty crept in. So, Peter says, “I’m going fishing.” It is not a betrayal of faith, but a humble step into what he knows: the ordinary, the familiar, the honest work of his hands. And perhaps that is a lesson for us too. When we cannot yet see the full path ahead, we are not asked to invent the future, only to be faithful in the present.

And then comes the wonderful surprise: Jesus is there. Not as a distant figure, but as the risen Lord who still asks about food, still prepares breakfast, still meets His friends on the shore. The same Jesus who conquered death does not become less human; He becomes more glorious, yet never less near.

So, if you are unsure what to do, begin with what you know to do well. Keep going. Be faithful. Pray. Work. Wait. The Lord who meets His disciples by the sea will also meet you in your ordinary life.

And prayer? Yes, it strengthens us. But first, it is worship. It is adoration. It is standing quietly before the God who is love, and realising that He loves us with a tenderness so simple, so ordinary, and so divine.