When I was 9 or 10 living in rural Massachusetts, there was a Sportsman's Club with a stocked pond about 2 miles from my house. One of my buddies and I rode our bikes to the pond about an hour before sunup and caught about a dozen nice trout. Just when the sun came up and we were leaving with our stringers of trout, the caretaker caught us and confiscated the fish. We gave him fake names and rode our bikes away. The next day, a picture of all the fish appeared in the Sports section of our local paper, reported as caught by two local boys. My dad saw the picture and smilingly said ...."boy those two boys sure could catch fish." I'm sure he knew it was me.


Jesus saves,but Moses invests