Something happens in our wiring when that inanimate graphite rod in our hands springs to life, connected to another living thing. Think about this: why would it be fun to catch a fish? Why would it be even more fun to watch a big fish swim away? Who knows, but it is. Logic cannot define it. There is no reasoning to it, no explaining it to someone who hasn’t experienced it.
But it is fun. It’s healing, being out there. It transcends a peace, and it’s about more than neurons and psychology. That dancing rod does something in our soul, and, if you ask me, something in our spirit, too.
Fishing uniquely connects us to nature. Hiking, kayaking, hunting, and golf --- all of those things get us outside. But fishing does something nothing else does. The tug is the drug. Studies prove it. And that connection with nature ---with Creation--- that can help define a relationship with the Creator.
With God. Jesus didn’t show up here to bring us a bunch of rules. He came for the sake of relationship. Relationships created, or renewed, or restored. Relationships rooted in all the right stuff, like truth and grace and love. And out there in the outdoors, whether it’s alone, or with a family member or a buddy or a bunch of buddies, that’s a sweet spot for relationship.
Excerpt from "Faith and Fishing" in Why We Fish.