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poetry by j matthew waters

fishing with jesus


sometimes I just cry myself to sleep
when I think about all the things
I’m gonna miss about this place
I told jesus
as we sat on the rocks
casting our lines out into the sea
neither of us worrying
whether or not there was fish to catch



june two thousand thirteen
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14 thoughts on “fishing with jesus

  1. I’ve learned that there is a very fine line between fishing and standing on the beach looking silly.

  2. well I dont’ know about a brewski what ever that is Im thinking beer ? ;)))) but your words make my eyes shine this was just the most beautiful of poetry I have read for a long while Just beautiful :)) b x

  3. Norma Waters on said:

    reminds me of Dad. good poem

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  4. I love this poem…very serene and in the moment. Thanks for visiting my blog and for the follow!

  5. This is beautiful!
    There should not be sadness when one fishes with Jesus,lol
    especially when that one is not yet gone but already missing what will be missed and that one still has brewski 🙂

  6. This afterlife poem is really soothing.

  7. You welcome. I love all your poems-some more than others.

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