with gratitude always to this brother in faith from Scotland
Who remembers rock pooling as a kid during the summer holidays? I remember our family holidays to the caravan park on the hillside overlooking St. Andrews beach, it was a haven of delights. My nephews, neice and myself disappeared all day down the beach like explorers in a foreign land. The Scots language for rock pooling is “guddling.” It’s the same term used to refer to fishing for trout with your hands from a river bank.
My heart is excited as I read God’s Word. It is like going guddling on the beach at lowtide, searching the shallows and the deeper pools, turning over rocks to see what lies beneath. It is a fishing adventure for my soul. I must confess I squeal with delight at my Bible discoveries like I did when guddling on St.Andrews beach all those years ago.
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