Shortly after their Teacher died, we find some of the students
heading back home. They return to their fishing boats. But as we find
them they are not having much luck. They have labored all through the night, casting
their nets, putting out their lines, rowing their boat back and forth along the
shore. But still, at dawn the nets are empty. Not only have they lost the one
who brought meaning to their lives, now they seem to have lost their luck at fishing
as well. Then, as the sun peers over the horizon, they see a lone figure standing
on the shore. The man signals to them; he seems to be teasing, "Hey, there, you
in the boat! Children! Haven't you caught any fish? Why not try casting your nets
to the starboard and see what happens!"
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out of desperation, or merely to prove this arrogant stranger wrong that they
cast their nets once more, on the starboard side? As it sinks beneath the silver,
gray waters of the sea, suddenly it is alive with fish! The disciples spring to
action, pulling with all their strength as the water swirls with life. The load
of fish is so great that even these fishermen are not able to bring that net back
into the boat.
Then, as their lines are being secured, they look again at
the man on the beach. Suddenly they recognize Jesus. It's him! On the beach Jesus
has prepared a charcoal fire. He has fresh bread warmed and waiting and he roasts
them some fish in the fire. Jesus has prepared a warm welcome for his friends.
And in the breaking of the bread, they recognize him.
some commentators have seized upon the curious fact that when they counted the
fish in that morning's catch they found 153 of them. One early commentator reports
that Greek zoologists of the period listed 153 different kinds of fish in the
oceans of the world. So that by using this number, the gospel writer may have
been suggesting that the ministry of Jesus is like a net which encompasses the
entire world: Democrat and Republican, socialist and communist, Southern Baptist
and Methodist, black and white, rich and poor, gay and straight and yes, even
that endangered species, the Presbyterians, such as me. Like it or not, God is
trying to include us all.
In the Church of Jesus Christ we are now debating
a fundamental question as to the very nature of that fishing net. What did Jesus
have in mind when he suggested that so large a number should be included within
in? Are we to think of the net as the infrastructure of the institutional church?
Is our task in fishing to catch as many church members as we can? If so, then
we, like those early disciples, arenít having much luck at the moment.
the net, rather the world wide communion of believers, including the wider Christian
family all around the world as well as that hidden cloud of witnesses that has
gone before? And is our purpose to include the whole of humanity in this single
family? Many would be satisfied with this answer.
There is, however, another
interpretation that may be suggested by the story of the risen Christ's appearance
to the disciples that day, providing a very different answer to our question,
with radically different consequences. Is the net being referred to here rather
the all encompassing web of Godís grace and Godís love that already includes us
all, holding all things together, things animate and inanimate, things on earth
and even things in heaven, whether we recognize it or not?
Of course the
wonderful thing about a truly great teacher Ė like Jesus in this story Ė is this
capacity not for giving the answers to such questions, but asking the right questions
in the first place. And asking those questions, as Jesus does in this text, with
such a winning combination of humor, intelligence, passion and persistence, that
the questions stay with us in a life long search for the One who truly does hold
all things together.
I note in closing, that among the very last words of
Jesus in this story are these: "Come, have breakfast with me." Here is The
Word of God Incarnate, Lord of Lord and the King of Kings, cooking a few fish
and roasting a few biscuits on the beach for this friends. Surely, it is through
such simple things as this that the foundations of the world begin to shake. And
in such humble beginnings lies the courage for the living of these days.