Fishers of Men

Imagine sitting in your little fishing boat heading out for another long day of work.  A day filled with many hours of tossing a net into open water and hoping to pull out some fresh fish.  This isn't considered to be one of the highly educated or important jobs and yet your hoping to catch something. It doesn't bother you to get your hands dirty but part of you wishes you could have been good enough for something more.  That your mind would have been quicker and stronger. As your sitting there with your net empty and floating on the surface of the water, you see through the corner of your eye a man but not a normal man.  A man well educated and confident with pure eyes and a clean heart. Someone you look up to, someone you wish you could have been or will be. This man looks you, a small fisherman, in the eyes and says "come and follow me, and I will make you fishers of men." without much thought you drop everything to follow this man. A man who saw you for you and not for your clothes or job title.  He was offering you a job, an important job, a job to be a fisher of men. to be something you only thought a well educated and smart man could be. but this holy and humble man saw your potential and your heart.