By Gary Miller
I had heard of others catching two fish on the same bait before, but I had never done it or even witnessed it. All that changed the other day. It was a beautiful, comfortable, and even cool August morning on the river. It had been several weeks since I had taken this same trip. I was excited about throwing my little top water torpedo at some smallmouth. My excitement was justified by the number of fish we caught during the first three hours of daylight. Nothing big, but lots of action. I made one cast into a small pocket when it happened. The water boiled. I waited until I felt it pull, and I set the hook on not one but two smallmouth. After several minutes of fighting the fish and the current, I landed both. One was fifteen inches long and the other thirteen. I’m glad there was a witness there to verify my fish tale. While sometimes I may not get what I ask for, on this day I received more that I asked for.
When my son was around 11 years old, he was riding with me in my truck. He began to run his fingers through the coins in my ashtray. I watched him and wondered what was going through his mind. I determined that eventually he was going to ask me if he could have the change. I prepared myself for a special father and son moment. He would ask for the money and I would say, “Of course, you can have that money. You’re my son and I’m so proud of you and you can take it all and put it in your own jar.” It was going to be a wonderful moment. And after a few more minutes he opened his mouth and said, “Dad, can I drive?” Did I hear him right? Did he ask if he could drive? What happened to the two dollars’ worth of coins and our special moment? I barked back at him, “No you can’t drive!” He settled back down and never asked for the money.
God taught me several things about Himself through this small episode. First of all, sometimes our prayers are not answered because the timing is not right. One day my son would be able to drive my truck but at 11 years old, the timing was wrong. Secondly, sometimes our prayers are not answered because we don’t ask for what God wants to give us. If my son would have asked for the money in my ashtray, I would have gladly given it to him. Thirdly, sometimes our prayers are not answered because God wants to give us more than what we ask for. My ashtray was full. There was not a lot of money in it, but it was all I had. And if I was willing to give my son all I had, what is God willing to give me above just what I ask for? Two smallmouth on one plug! That was more than I could have ever asked for. But I’m glad that sometimes God does just that.
Gary Miller can be reached via e-mail at email@example.com.