[anzac] "HOW to CATCH FISH" - A Dream

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From: "REVIVAL List" <prophetic@...>
Date: Thu, 06 Oct 2005 20:24:18 -0500
NOTE:  Two insightful articles, found on our Forum, are below:

-by Irvin L. Rozier

"Come after me and I will make you fishers of men." (Mk 1.17)

One night as I was sleeping, I had an intensely clear dream. I had 
been meditating on the above scripture before I went to sleep. In 
my dream, I was driving down a straight and narrow dirt road. I 
passed by a stagnant pond and there with cane fishing poles were 
a couple of preachers I knew. The water they were fishing in was 
scum covered and dirty looking, and the hole they were fishing in 
was small. 

I shouted to them from the road, "Come on! Go with me, I'm going 
to a really big lake to fish!" They replied, "NO! We are content 
fishing here; we catch one once in awhile." 

As I drove down that narrow road, I observed small stagnant ponds 
all along the way. People were standing on the banks trying to 
catch fish. At each pond site, I would stop and ask the fishermen 
to come with me. The answer was always the same, "NO, we're 
content here. It's easy fishing, the banks of the pond are clean 
and even though the water is stagnant, we still catch one once in awhile."

I drove on down the road until it ended. In front of me was an old 
farm house surrounded by a weather beaten picket fence. An 
elderly man and woman were sitting on the front porch in their 
rocking chairs. When they saw me drive up, they got up and 
walked down the short pathway to the picket fence gate. The
elderly gentleman spoke and said, "Sir, you can't go any further 
until you wrestle with that big old fish that is down in the well." I 
could clearly see the well. It was an old open style well built of 
bricks about five feet high and six feet in diameter. It had an iron 
grate covering the top. I went to the back of my truck, pulled out a 
heavy fishing line, and a gigantic hook. On the hook I placed a 
huge piece of meat. As I began to lower the bait in the well, I felt
the Spirit of the LORD come on me. I also felt the presence of 
great evil. Well, I hooked that big old rascal and commenced the 
battle to bring him out of the well. The whole time I was fighting 
this fish, I was saying, "Help me Jesus, help me Jesus." I finally 
brought the great fish out of the water and tied off my line. 

The ancient man and woman were watching the entire battle. When 
it was over, the man spoke and said, "Okay, you can go on behind 
the house now." I went behind the house, and O my what a sight! 
The clearest, bluest water (even better than Hawaii where I lived for 
three years) I had ever laid my eyes on. The beach was covered 
with clean white sand and there waiting for me was a top of the 
line fishing boat. As I drove off slowly in that boat, big, beautiful
fish started jumping in the boat until it was about to sink! I then 
woke from my sleep and asked the LORD the meaning of this dream. 

The LORD responded to me and said, "The road is the straight and 
narrow path that leadeth to life. Few find it. The stagnant ponds 
and fishermen represent the churches of today. They are content 
with their own little place and don't want to venture out to the 
unknown. The old fish in the well represents Satan who you will 
have to wrestle with if you want to catch much fish. The lake full
of fish represents the world. The harvest is ripe but the laborers 
are few. Because you fought with and prevailed over Satan, you 
will be one of my expert fishermen and I will provide the way and 
open the doors." 

As the LORD spoke these words of wisdom and encouragement to 
me, I was greatly encouraged and strengthened for the work He 
had appointed me to do. 

Luke 5, verses 6, 7 "And when they had this done, they inclosed 
a great multitude of fishes: and their net brake. And they beckoned 
unto their partners, which were in the other ship, that they should 
come and help them. And they came, and filled both the ships, so 
that they began to sink." 

I had this dream in late 1987. Since that time, the LORD has used 
me greatly to "catch much fish". I have had many battles with the 
enemy, yet the LORD has always strengthened me and provided 
what I needed. 

After this dream, the Lord moved me from the church I was at 
(sitting on the bench, mostly), and placed me where He could use 
me... Street preaching, nursing homes, radio, flea markets, 
restaurants, highways and biways... I also had much spiritual 
warfare with the enemy.... 

-Author Unknown. 

A group existed who called themselves fisherman. There were 
many fish in the waters around. In truth, the whole area was 
surrounded by streams and lakes filled with fish. And the fish were hungry. 

It came to pass that week after week, month after month, and year 
after year those who called themselves fishermen met in meetings; 
they talked about their call to fish, the abundance of fish, and how 
they might go about fishing. They carefully analyzed what fishing 
meant, urged fishing as an occupation, and declared that fishing 
is always to be a primary task of fisherman. 

These same fishermen built large, beautiful buildings for local 
fishing headquarters. Their plea was that everyone should be a 
fisherman and that every fisherman should fish. 

In addition to meeting regularly, they organized a board to send out
fisherman to other places where there were many fish. The board 
was formed by those who had the great vision and courage to 
speak about fishing, to define fishing, and to promote the idea of 
fishing in faraway streams and lakes where many fish of different 
colors swam. Furthermore, the board hired staff and appointed 
committees and held many meetings to issue statements on
fishing, to agree on what new streams should be thought about. 
Large, elaborate and expensive training centers were built with the 
original and primary purpose of teaching fisherman how to fish. 

Over the years, courses were offered on the needs of fish, the 
nature of fish, how to recognize different fish, the psychological 
reactions of fish, the various backgrounds of fish, and how to 
approach and feed fish. Those who taught had doctorates in 
"fishiology" Further, the fisherman built large printing houses to 
publish fishing guides. Presses were kept busy day and night to
produce materials solely devoted to fishing methods and 
equipment. Meetings were arranged to talk about fishing. An expert 
speaker's bureau was also provided to schedule special speakers 
on the subject of fishing. 

Notwithstanding all this activity, it was noted that fisherman 
themselves did not fish: they pleaded for fishing. The boards did not 
fish: they planned for fishing. The teachers of fishiology did not fish. 

They explained fishing. The expert speakers did not fish. They 
preached about fishing. 

However, after one stirring address on "The Necessity of Fishing", 
one young man left the meeting and went fishing. The next day he 
reported that he had caught two outstanding fish. He was honored 
for his excellent catch and scheduled to visit all the big meetings 
possible to tell how he had done it. In fact he quit his fishing in 
order to have time to tell about the experience to the other
fisherman. He was also placed on the Fisherman's General Board 
as a person having considerable experience. 

Now many of the fishermen made sacrifices and put up with all 
kinds of difficulties. Few were well paid for their service on the 
boards and training centers. Some lived near the water and bore 
the smell of dead fish. They received the ridicule of some that 
made fun of their fisherman's clubs and the fact that they claimed 
to be fisherman, yet never fished. They had doubts about those 
who felt it was of little use to attend and talk about fishing. After 
all, were they not following the one who said: "Follow Me, and I 
will make you fishers of men." (Matt 4:19) 

It came about that one day someone made the outlandish 
suggestion that those who did not fish were not actually fishermen - - 
no matter how much they claimed to be. Someone actually asked: 
"Is a person a fisherman if year after year he never catches (or even 
tries to catch) a fish? If he is not fishing, can he be following?" 
Those who called themselves fishermen, and their boards and
committees and training centers and speakers, were all very hurt 
by that question. 

What is your excuse for not fishing?